This is the of three little pigs And the damage that they did, pig number one was white Thought he did was right, the pigology of self Pink skin terror and wealth, hogging shit up for self
Rolled up on a pig swine A brown skinned pig convinced him was one of a kind The swine fell for the tail But no way in was earth that stale
Stone chicken eggs, hit 'em in the mud that lay When it hatched, it was of another shade The stone age, the origin of aids in the age was a pig, skin was black He up the swine and they filthy acts
If not they was be forced to sent But trouble first, stale shit got worse Consumers of swine are now The exile from 'Bylon, after three on The shores of north America's they celebrated thanksgiving with the wolf
When I was they was feeding me fairytalz And this goes on until I'm old and When I was they was feeding me fairytalz And this goes on I'm old and gray
There was a rich man, a poor man, a beggar, and a Now each had a different hustle to get to eat The man was paid, 'cause the poor man was workin' a slave, he only gave him, minimum wage
The poor man endured this, torture for his four His daughter and his wife, 'cause he sought a life His boss laid him off on the 4th of He sweatshirts and boxer shorts, to keep his fort
Now in the winter, he got pneumonia, from a cold This all of the little hustles that he controlled He was troubled in his soul, he couldn't he wouldn't eat But by his side was a strong woman, not taking
She pleaded and the rich man, for the hubby Who gave fifteen of his life, for the company Conversation was brief, with no relief in Then she unleashed her four sons into the
robbed that rich man blind Then over the borderline, escaping with all the cream But could not restore the mind see Life is a dangerous and it seems cash rule eventually Authored
When I was they was feeding me fairytalz And goes on until I'm old and gray I was young they was feeding me fairytalz And this goes on I'm old and gray
The rich soul turned to dust through the lust To as much fluff, his cold heart touched The old grew up, with goals to be the fly kid With the golden midas,
Smokin' dutches that he at will Usin' hundred dollar the big will, up until, he collided fate, had a stroke while chokin' on some stake This was fatal as was not bein' able to take his pace Back to the
Jack and ran up the hill said, "I never ran, never will, 'cause I'm from Brownsville" But still, the provider, the outsider had beef Peter Piper 'cause his girl Goldilox put stocks in his viper
On the yellow road he lost control Got charged for runnin' the scarecrow, on the loose from hot pursuit, lead by Dr. Seuss Riding hard on his jock, when Pete got blasted by the cops
When I was young they was feeding me And this goes on until I'm old and When I was they was feeding me fairytalz And this goes on I'm old and gray
When I was young they was me fairytalz And goes on until I'm old and gray When I was young was feeding me fairytalz And goes on until I'm old and gray