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Letras: Pig. A Poke In The Eye... With A Sharp Stick. Scumsberg.

I know, I live off things you give
Eighteen carrots, what does it take?
Come on girl, make my day
Dislocate me, desecrate me, masturbate me, celebrate me
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe this mess I'm in
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
She like fighting and she likes war
Come on everybody, lets do it some more
With a slug in the mug, mace in my face
Racisct thug, what a disgrace
Ghetto, rape, no escape
They put you down and bait, bait, bait
She like fighting and she likes war
Come on everybody, lets do it some more
You know I like everything about you
The way you're talking, it's quite exciting
Keep me up, hide my face
The way I'm eating, it's a social disgrace

There's a place we can rock all night
Nobobdy's gonna catch you, get a fright
Fighting on a price, sitting on a stump
Someone's gonna get you they thump, thump, thump
Twenty one babies for myself
Crawling up on my back
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
Dislocate me, desecrate me, masturbate me, celebrate me
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe this mess I'm in
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
Mess it up!

A Poke In The Eye... With