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Artist: Mickey Avalon
Album: Mickey Avalon (2006)
Song: Hustler Hall Of Fame
Country: USA
Hits: 1920
Rating: 2.9
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Hustler Hall Of Fame lyrics

The road to the top, through crossguards and hard knocks
Copper penny times and endless city blocks
Thieves straight as the never been crooked rent-a-cops
Shooting craps in the back of vacant lots
Free-range circus acts and worthless facts
Dancing in my solar soggy bowl of dick and smack
Fist-fucking faggots at the White on gymmats
Rats run the wire while I'm looking for a match
I go back and forth just like a cameo song
Honeys wanna love me but the line is on
I make 'em take a number, wake 'em from their slumber
What you know about Mickey? He's a bad motherfucker
Truckers get my digits off the stalls of rest stops
I'm sick on the microphone like smallpox
Wild-eyed babies go crazy when I rock
Blind old ladies into diabetic shock

It's all the same when they call my name
Mickey Avalon, hustler hall of fame
There ain't no ball and chain, to hold me down
Got a golden smile and a platinum crown
It's all the same when they call my name
Mickey Avalon, hustler hall of fame
There ain't no ball and chain, to hold me down
Got a golden smile and a platinum crown

I flow like an acrobat, go tell your manager
That Mickey Avalon ain't no motherfuckin' amateur
I fly flicks with my dick at your camera
I rip the stick out my girl's Porsche Carrera
I bought ya whole formula, just warmin' up
Storm the frontline and then I find a spot for lunch
Toxic-proof punch when the loot comes
Rocket boosters with my boots on
Underneath the tundra reach out for the thundercats
Holds no better than this brother act
I ripped the rubber mats out your lover's pad
And kicked your mother's ass right in front of your dad
Last night, a brass pipe and a flashlight
Smashed my crown and left me down with a black eye
The bad guy, walking over landmines, who can't die but still cries

And it's all the same when they call my name
Mickey Avalon, hustler hall of fame
There ain't no ball and chain, to hold me down
Got a golden smile and a platinum crown
It's all the same when they call my name
Mickey Avalon, hustler hall of fame
There ain't no ball and chain, to hold me down
Got a golden smile and a platinum crown

Leave your god and your politics back at home
Cause I just wanna drink and be left alone
I gotta girl who likes to talk my ear off, see
So when I'm at the bar stay away from me
Don't ask for a smoke or to make some change
I don't care about your kid and your menstrual pains
You can call me rude but I like my solitude
And we don't need to chat while we're playing pool
So stay cool mister, I wasn't lookin' at your sister
That snaggletoothed sea hag, lips all blistered
Now rack the balls while I'm in the stall
Pissin' out vodka and walkin' up the walls
I turn of the ringer when my lady calls
Don't point your finger unless you want a brawl
I chalk up my cue and sink the eight ball
Then reach into my pocket and light a Pall Mall

Cause it's all the same when they call my name
Mickey Avalon, hustler hall of fame
There ain't no ball and chain, to hold me down
Got a golden smile and a platinum crown
It's all the same when they call my name
Mickey Avalon, hustler hall of fame
There ain't no ball and chain, to hold me down
Got a golden smile and a platinum crown


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Jsmack wrote on Aug 16, 2007 on 07:03
Where to begin:
-THREE ring circus acts and worthless facts dancing in my SKULL, a soggy bowl of DIG'EM SMACKS fist fucking faggots at THE Y on gymmats
-I flow like NIAGARA, SO go tell ya manager
-Toxic FRUIT punch when the loot comes rocket boosters WHEN my boots RUN underneath...
-the bad guy, walking over landmines, who can't die but still TRIES
-pissin out vodka and MARKIN up the walls

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