Fairytalez - Gravediggaz

This is the story of three little pigs
And the projected damage that they did
Pig number one was white
Thought everything he did was right
The pigology of self
Pink skin terror and wealth
Just hogging s**t up for self
Rolled up on a pig named swine
A brown skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind
The swine fell for the short tail
But no way in hell was earth that stale
Stone chicken eggs
Hit 'em in the mud that they lay
When it hatched
It was chicks of another shade
The stone age
The origin of aids in the bone age
There was a pig
Skin was black
He cleaned up the swine and they filthy acts
If not they was be forced to sent back
But trouble come first
Stale s**t got worse
Consumers of swine are now cursed
The exile meant from 'bylon
After three on
The shores of north america's hoof
When they celebrated thanksgiving with the wolf
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray
There was a rich man
A poor man
A beggar
And a thief
Now each had a different hustle to get food to eat
The rich man was paid
'Cause the poor man was workin'
Like a slave
He only gave him
Minimum wage
The poor man endured this
Torture for his four sons
His daughter and his wife
'Cause he sought a better life
His boss laid him off on the 4th of December
He sold sweatshirts and boxer shorts
To keep his fort
Now deep in the winter
He got pneumonia
From a cold
This ended all of the little hustles that he controlled
He was troubled in his soul
He couldn't sleep he wouldn't eat
But by his side was a strong woman
Not taking defeat
She pleaded and begged the rich man
For the hubby
Who gave fifteen years of his life
For the company
Conversation was brief
With no relief in sight
Then she unleashed her four sons into the night
They robbed that rich man blind
Then fled over the borderline
Escaping with all the cream
But still could not restore the mind see
Life is a dangerous game and it seems cash rule eventually
Authored mentally
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray
The rich man's soul turned to dust through the lust
To control as much fluff
His cold heart touched
The old fart grew up
With goals to be the fly kid
With the golden midas
Touch
Smokin' dutches that he ignited at will
Usin' hundred dollar bills the big will
Up until
He collided
With fate
Had a stroke while chokin' on some stake
This was fatal as hell was not bein' able to take his pace
Back to the cradle
Jack and jill ran up the hill
Jack said
I never ran
Never will
'Cause I'm from brownsville
But still
The living provider
The outsider had beef
With peter piper 'cause his girl goldilox put stocks in his viper
On the yellow brick road he lost control
Got charged for runnin' down the scarecrow
On the loose
Runnin' from hot pursuit
Lead by dr
Seuss
Riding hard on his jock
When pete got blasted by the keystone cops
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray
When I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and gray