Proof

Mom & Dad

Proof


(feat. Rude Jude) 

[Intro: Proof] 
Drug nation, we know no denial 
We are fuckin drug addicts, ha ha! 
Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Yes! 
Don'tcha? Gotta do it - Kurt Cobain! 

[Proof] 
Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll 
Gave a little X, and I got some stroll 
Can't tell I lit this roach it's too hot to hold 
Turn that up, that's the Countin' Crows 
Hy-dro, let's abuse it 
Oh, no, that's techno music 
Homos and sex abusers 
Slow mo', hit the exit duty 
A pill, bitch, and a room 
Condom biz, takes balloons 
Ass, tits, acid 
Pass it (that's it!) 
Puff, puff, and pass 
(Puff, puff, and pass!) 
The motherfuckin blunt that's stuffed with hash 
Don't make me have to punch yo' ass 

[Chorus: Proof] + (Rude Jude) 
Mom and Dad! (I smoke weed) 
Mom and Dad! (I do blow) 
Mom and Dad! (I take E) 
Mom and Dad! (I bang hoes) 
Oh Mom and Dad! (I sniff paint) 
I've been bad! (I drink 'gnac) 
Don't be mad please! (I jerk off) 
Mom and Dad! (I smoke crack) 

[Proof] 
My mind ain't where I left it last 
I got an F in class; in fact, eff this class! 
Why they call this a special class? 
I'm gon' press an ass, not test to pass 
I do what I want, I'm tired of bein bored 
Pass the Corona and turn on some porn 
Hand me an ambi' and I start snorin 
And don't say it's too early in the mornin! 
I'm horn dog but bad to the bone 
Slick talkin teacher give me ass, I'm alone 
Here, take these pills and pass 'em along 
I don't wanna die in my casket alone 
If I'm a gat in a room with a hand full of 'shrooms 
Morpheus, I took the red and the blue 
(Don't do drugs) No more 
(Don't do drugs) No less 
(Don't do drugs) Without me