Bad kids all my friends are bad kids Product of no dad kids Kids like you and me Bad kids aint no college grad kids Livin life out on the skids Kids
How do you tell a child that someone has died Innocent visions of youth are only a lie I tried tell and lord knows I tried But any way you break it you
Subconsciousness been splayed on cankered brains We get along and their very boones decay Try to find what little else remain My heart still beating but
Well if you got that Lean Come on and and give me a sip If the police only knew That blue lights induced a trip Well if you give your middle finger to
Oh lady when you come messin around When I was young I felt like a stage hound Mud on my boots blood on my hand Blood start drippin on the Ku Klux Klan
Step right up get it line No admission free this time About see some truth at hand In just a moment youa??ll understand Maybe you missed it the first
I fell in love with a little Indian girl And she stole my heart away She took me to a pow-wow way out on the plains And runs with bears, danced and brought
Mirror mirror on the wall Who's the greatest of them all My man, Muhammad, Boy Jesus too Who's Messiah be good for you Cause I came I saw I conquered
O Katrina why you gotta be mean You broke my heart way down in New Orleans I can't believe what i saw on the TV screen O Katrina why can't you be serene
I walked the path of million men I gorge the belly I fight and sin Battles in the Trojan War I drink the wine and blood of before A nimble skull will
space salvation allegation feel the sun's radiation death tolls forming under oceans Neptune's calling in slow motion in slow motion but you never get
I've seen death I looked it in the eyes God has forsaken me Now it's your time to die It's time to gather now To sing in song Your pleas won't inhibit
say stop and think before you roll the dice, Bring that rabbit's foot along with you, Double up a four-leaf clover and a lucky horseshoe, Better avoid the black
K-hole at the Dali Seeing the unknown Well it might have been a molly 'Cause my mind's being blown Take the escalator to the next floor Such a strong
Ran outta 'tude and my nose is a runny I like you lots, but you think that I'm a dummy. Can I pick you up with me and my buddies and chill? We're aimin
Your my Friend, We'll stick together til the end. What else is there for a buddy to do? But stick around with you And I know it's hard, To be like you
Hey old man, say, whatcha say Have ya got some information? I'm far away, just way out here And I need a destination I cannot find what I want With just
Don't light me up I got a short fuse Don't put me down I just love the dirt Don't tie me up 'cause I'll just get loose Don't try to play you might get
