Guns, bitches, hoes, crack Death and disease, and a baseball bat S T D's that have no name Down at the clinic with a face full'a shame
Russian Roulette with a naked flame Dangerously slow but in the fast lane A big nose bleed and a bag of cocaine Just got the news about the tumor in my brain
Just don't care so we sniff it all the same Caught my best friend sleepin' with my girlfriend, Jane Now I'm thinkin' of a way to get them slain Assassins for hire, they shall get paid
Two-G, Three-G, whatever it costs None of those fools shoulda got me crossed I'm just about ready for some treacherous thing Hand grenade on the plane looks another dunblane
Mass murderin', brains on the floor You're dead 'cause I said you shouldn't live no more You done and made me lose my cool Where's my tool? Who's the bigger fool?
Road rage, pavement rage, all kind of rage You'll be lucky if you get to see some old age Every other day's a good day to die Best be careful, if you's love your life
You don't know nothin', you don't see nothin' You don't be nothin', you don't do nothin' But we all got to be something and somebody But everybody here can't be that rich
You know the sayin', 'Life's A Bitch' I got my finger on the trigger with a nervous twitch Keep your mouth shut, help me dig this ditch Don't you be a stupid bitch
I took a blunt knife and cut a piece of my heart That's my sacrifice, my wayward device It sound mad though, my self-mutilation like Doctor Fosters and his very first patient
The God's ain't happy 'cause man is praisin' himself Plannin' to get to Heaven with that earthly wealth Blood money, grudge money, nobody budge money Mass futility, souls on the guillotine
Meantime I unravel, callin' Jimmy Saville Come fix my epitomy I'm bitterly the bitterness
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