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• Artiste: Mojo Gurus
• Titre: Baddest Mother's Son
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Well, down in Mississippi in an old tar shack I learned to toe the line or get the hickory 'cross my back See, my daddy liked his whiskey and he had a bad mean streak Sweet mamma was raised Christian, born to turn the other cheek She did her very best to teach me right from wrong Put me on the straight and narrow, but I didn't walk it long And I took my daddy's whupin's and I grew up hard and lean Into the baddest mother's son Jackson County's ever seen At seventeen I stole an Eldorado Cadillac I drove it straight to I never once looked back I swore no man would ever lay a hand on me again Bought me a .45 as a means to that end Then I painted that town redder than a Jackson fire truck Who'd of thought one Mississippi coon ass boy would have so such luck And I made quite the impression on the ladies and the law I was the baddest mother's son that they ever saw And let me tell ya, there's some pretty bad boys down in Jackson, son One ngiht while playin' five card and winnin' me a pile Off a big ole boy from Texas when I guess I cramped his style He accused me of cheatin' put a hair upside my head I drew my .45 and shot that motherfucker dead Then all Hell broke loose but I put up quite a fight It took half the state militia to put me in jail that night So, Mother, when they hang me put a stone above my head Here lies the baddest mother's son Jackson County ever bred Baddest mother's son Jackson County born and bred Shit!