Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sing with me, (Sing!) for the year (Sing it!)
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me
For the laughter, sing for the tears (Come on!)
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
'Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine