Here we go now Pour the shots out Everyone is getting hammered And the tabs on me We're going hard cause we run this shit So stay the fuck at home if you party like a bitch Take another and drink it all down We can have ten more We keep it rowdy as fuck

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from, the Third World son Been to many places but I'm Third world-born Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone The waters poisoned where I'm from

Black widow and white wood Why does butterscotch taste so good And we can't have any But we must we should Even though sugar can only do ya harm Lick the lips mischievous I'll go alone i don't care It's not my favorite color The darkness of a forest

Rock bottom And you're there to stay Girl, you know you oughta treat me good Girl, you hit rock bottom Yeah, you never treat me like you should I can't wait a day I don't care what you say Oh yeah, you got to pay When you hit rock bottom

Take no prisoners, take no shit Got one chance, infiltrate them Get it right, terminate them The Panzers will, permeate them Break their pride, denigrate them And their people, retrograde them Typhus, detriate them Epidemic, devastate them Take no

But right now I'm on this lake shore And I'm sittin' in the sun I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite Yeah, I'm gonna miss her And I love to fish

She's alone in the new pollution She's got cigarette on each arm She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carburetor tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages She's got a hand on a wheel of pain She can talk to the mangling

I've got the devil on my shoulder, over and over And I just can't sink any lower, lower and lower I dug a hole so deep I'm gonna drown in my mistakes Can't even sell my soul 'Cause it ain't worth shit to take The hounds of hell are getting closer, closer

I never was the biggest or the fastest guy I never hit a homerun when the game was tied I knew from an early age I wasn't going to be A doctor or the CEO of anything So I sang, She Believes In Me And I played, Fire On The Mountain 'Til I made my fingers

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til