BIG di*k, BIG HEART lyrics

[Chorus]
I heard, "big di*k, big heart"
That′s what my dad used to say
And f*ck, he was nice too
He said "Son, let it hang"
Have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?
He was screaming, crying, torn limb from limb
And he spoke in hyperbole

I am the saddest and the drunkest and the saddest
Haven't seen hope since the Raiders trade McFadden
f*ckin′ haven't trusted no one since the Raiders took JaMarcus
I'm poetry, folk, emo, rap's, Justin Fargas

[Verse 1]
b*tch I′m sad as f*ck and bad and suck, can′t form relationships
I need a nap and lunch and bigger truck, can't understand basic sh*t
How doеs Kant′s idealism differ from Georgе Hegel?
How could you put everything onto a bagel?

[Chorus]
I heard, "big di*k, big heart"
That's what my dad used to say
And f*ck, he was nice too
He said "Son, let it hang"
Have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?
He was screaming, crying, torn limb from limb
He spoke in hyperbole
I am the saddest and the drunkest and the saddest
f*ckin′, haven't trusted no one since the Raiders trade McFadden
Since they took JaMarcus

[Verse 2]
Ay
I heard, "Big di*k, big heart"
I′m average on my worst day
b*tch I'm in the H-Mart
Asking, "Where's the Feng Shui?"
I moved 20 miles south
Now I′m a colonizer
Ace of spades, they blocked the doors, okay
I′ll move to somewhere nicer

I heard "big di*k, big heart"
But I guess it's anecdotal
If you′re super hung and super nice
I'm tossing you the toaster
Or I′ll take you the woods
Tied up on my shoulder
If that fang brushes against me then
You're f*ckin′ life is over dawg

[Verse 3]
Big di*k, bigger truck
Tonight, if we find any luck
We'll be bottle feeding Budweiser to a dying buck
As he starts to go, I give him Copenhagen Winter cut
And as his life fades, I f*ckin' stick my knife into his gut
Big di*k, bigger truck
Tonight, if we find any luck
We′ll be bottle feeding Jack Daniels to a dying duck
As he starts to go, I give him mint six ZYN tuck
And as his life fades, I f*ckin′ stick my knife into his f*ckin'-

[Chorus]
"Big di*k, big heart"
That′s what my dad used to say
And f*ck, he was nice too
He said "Son, let it hang"
Have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?
He was screaming, crying, torn limb from limb
He spoke in hyperbole

I am the saddest and the drunkest and the saddest
f*ckin' haven′t trusted no one since the Raiders trade McFadden
f*ckin' haven′t trusted no one since the Raiders took JaMarcus

[Outro]
I heard, "Big di*k, big heart"
That's what my dad used to say
Hey, he was nice too
He said "Son, let it swing"
Have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?
Hey
Haven't trusted no one since the Raiders trade McFadden
Haven′t trusted no one since the Raiders took JaMarcus