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letra de ronald mcdonald - esham

[intro]
sh-t, what the f-ck? get my motherf-cker

[verse]
sitting back thinking to myself how f-cked up this is
last pick up the wife, first pick up the kids
trying to set a tone, the kids ain’t wrong
take a long time to raise ’em up ’til they grown
but daddy gets no respect, daddy just a joke
they don’t know about the nights daddy made his gun smoke
just to feed the family, a lot of casualties
visions of them bl–dy bodies bleeding badly
hate to say it, sadly, the story took a twist
i started spitting wicked sh-t, i tried to slit my wrist
man, your girl will never date me ’cause i work at the mcdonald’s
she got my order wrong, so i put a hole in ronald
walked up out the restaurant without my hot fries
so i went back inside and shot two more guys
grabbed two apple pies, made my order supersized
don’t get it wrong again, or everybody gonna die
i got back home with the happy meals
and these motherf-ckers let the barbecue sauce spill
all over the bag, all over the mac
dag, now i gotta go back
donald mcdonald dead at the mickey d’s
pulled in the drive-through, oh, here come the police
two all-beef patties, special sauce, sesame seed buns
and police was yelling freeze with they guns
i was just about to run, i was feeling confused
said they had me on camera, put my face on the news
i was on tv like what did i do?
they said you k!lled ronald mcdonald, grimace, and the hamburglar too
[outro]
i’m innocent
you
yo, it was him right there, right there [?] he started shooting talking about he want cheese on his burger, [?] his fries, he forgot them, it was terrible

- esham

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