Lyrics

Comin from the crypt wrapped up like a mummy Two bitches with they wrists slit layin cross the tummy Three pictures of ya dad's dick and a stack of money Four midgets on a pogo stick sippin gin and rummy Five [?] sick from the firing squad Six dick suckers succin' dick moanin' "oh god" Seven like eleven semen it got a tight wad Eight [?] shit i'm a damn fraud Welcome to the motherfuckin mind of a rat Cold steel straight through no cheese in the trap Lay in waste, screamin' red Muscle twitch, neck crack Don't give a fuck about a bitch unless she layin' on her back Unless she wrapped up unless she missin' half her teeth Unless she ugly as fuck, unless she piss in her sleep That's when i'll give a fuck about you bitch Don't bounce back trigger finger's got a itch Tied to a blue and green remote convertible Dragged through the dirt, so hurted i'm hurtible Imma beat ya ass so loud, assertible Held down makin' knee caps, invertible I don't give a fuck about a thing, ever Juliet hangin' from a swing, heathers Chasin' down to the hamstring, leather Mass suicide on a scene, together I don't give a fuck about a thing, not one Laid back, chillin with a twelve, shotgun I know where you motherfuckin' live, mad son Candyman cummin' in your teeth, rotten Imma show ya how to take a mutt and paper cut her up and butter on a [?] make a bitch stutter