-> "Cleaning Out My Focus"
Original Song Title:
"Cleaning Out My Closet" (MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"Cleaning Out My Focus"
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Has your car ever been broken or vandilized against?
MIne has, It's been broken down and destructed against.
Patched up tape for my window cracks. Look at the tires.
Sick is my car of the motha f**kin' kid that's sittin' behind this steering wheel,
My oil runs deep and the mufflers explodin.'
Tempers flaring from mechanics, just pay 'em off and keep goin.'
Not drivin' nowhere for no one, give 'em hell long as I'm drivin.'
Keep kickin' a** in the mornin,' an' running people over in the evening.
Leave them with a taste as sour as gasoline in they mouth.
See, they can beat me but they never figure my car out.
Look at it now, I bet ya probably sick of racing me now.
Ain't you mechanic, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now.
I'm sorry, Mr Mechanic. I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my Focus.
I got some alcohol in my car and I don't know if no one knows it.
So before they throw down money inside my trunk and close it,
I'ma expose it. I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi-million escalade SE,
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months.
My stupid mechanic must have had his car wrecked up in a bunch,
cuz he split.
I wonder if he even kissed his car goodbye.
No, I don't on second thought, Im just f**kin' glad that it'd die.
I look at my car and I couldn't picture leavin' it's side.
Even if I hated the rims, Id grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work with it at least for my car's sake.
I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human.
But I'm man enough to face them today.
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest s**t I did was take that car out of the sun.
Cuz the paint wouldve faded, s**t I would have lost my car an' the rims both.
It's my car, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Escalade Show.
Now I would never dis my own mehcanic just to get recognition.
Take a second to listen for you think my car's really dissin,'
But put yourself in my position.
Just try to envision witnessin' your Mechanics poppin' tires in the garage
b***hin' that someone's always f**kin' up their car and s**ts leakin.'
Going through different CD player systems,
victim of i-want-a-new-car syndrome.
My whole life I was made to believe my car was s**t when it wasnt.
then I grew up, and my car blew up.
It makes me sick to my stomach,
doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that engine for me, man?
So you could try to justify the way you treated my car, man?
But guess what, my cars gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely.
An' I am getting' up so quick, I already know that your phoney.
And my car's getting' so fast now, you should see it, its beautiful.
But you'll never see it, it won't even be at your garage.
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. B***h, do ya song. Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mechanic.
But how dare you try to fix what really didnt need to be done,.
You selfish b***h, I hope you f**kin' burn in hell for this s**t. Remember when your car died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what, It's still dead. Dead to you as can be.
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