Lyrics Bread for Brat - The Hidden Cameras

Bread for Brat

Bread for brat
And tear for tough
'wife
The prick of black
Face the fact, he won’t
Work for scrap
If you are, take the ride off the way
Pull it to nothing
It keeps shaking all the way
Bread for brat
He got ready for that
I’ll get the bread for brat
Half and half
He fuckin' knows he’s high
'chit-chat
And swallowed the dime
To a dirty fact
Cause you want
We’ll dig on your wish
Falling into the ocean
To the'
You get off
Outside of the stairs
Bread for brat
Bread for brat
Bread for brat
Bread for brat
Bread for brat
Bread for brat
Bread for brat
Bread for brat