Letras:
Hot Snakes I Hate The Kids

anything Wrong Nobody is a dilettante Everybody get everything Everything they want Time to change up sheets Lock change Down Down in the street I wanna

. its hot in the kitchen and even hotter in the den and if you say jump he'll say "when". 666 carved on his face, likes velcro, he hates shoelace. fangs

as I grab it, I eat it up like a savage And no I don't have it, I get it together like a marriage I'm seeking all rappers, I'm on my p's and q's and carrots

my life, in my life I done caused some hurt And I done did some good, said I can't even when I could I was stopped and tested fingerprinted and arrested

time is tickin I know I told yall that I was quittin Little Jimmy tell em I was kiddin' Never Lookin' Back when I get me a bird Never Lookin' Back when I

night I graduated, but I ain't to bright I love Detroit 'cause I was born to fight I love America I love the Tigers but I hate the Mets I ride my Hog

I, l-I-o Got snakes all around, so I tell my hoes That they can't be around when I sell my blow 'Cause distraction's a bad thing, hell, I know If I slack

I'm straight from the strong, thug to your life Right to yo wrong, I'll put the good to your evil I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life, I

kids Who later would live short lives or do long bids I guess you could say I was saved by hip hop Young, recitin "+Fuck The Police+, I got my lip popped