Papa

There was 1 September day that Papa worked 2 hard

First he crucified every dandelion out in the yard

Then he screamed at baby twice 4 throwin' rocks at passin' cars

Baby didn't listen, so like a priceless work of art

He got snatched by his Papa who then opened up the closet door

And pushed the four-year-old down, onto the closet floor

Baby cried "I'm sorry, I won't do it no more"

Papa said "Yeah, I know, that's what this here's 4"

Smack!

Ooh Papa...

Smack! Smack!

Ooh Papa... Papa...

Smack!

Ooh Papa...

Smack! Smack!

Ooh Papa... Papa...

As the door closes, baby starts 2 cry

"Please don't lock me up again, without a reason why"

Papa just went outside and pointed a shotgun up in the sky

He said "How come I don't love my woman?"

Then he took aim and died

Boom!

Papa...

Boom! Boom!

Papa... Papa

Boom!

Papa...

Boom! Boom!

Papa... Papa...

Don't abuse children, or else they turn out like me

Fair 2 partly crazy, deep down we're all the same

Every single 1 of us knows some kind of pain

In the middle of all that's crazy, this 1 fact still remains

If u love somebody, your life won't be in vain

And there's always a rainbow, at the end of every rain