Hey!. Hey!. Hey!. . You can't have friends. The moneys gonna see to that. You can't have friends. The honey flows into the vat. . I should believe in honey flowin' from the rock.
I met a goddess in a pizza joint. She hit my weak spot at a crucial point. When its a black girl you cannot resist. Its the end of Christianity. Its the end of Christianity.
I feel so estranged. Fear runs around my brain. I had to leave. I could not stand the heat. . They look at me with scorn. One more dead life was born.
Huh! Woo!. Good God!. . Baby, baby take a look at me. I see your long legs riding your Lee's. I see your hair has energy. My dick is turnin' into a tree.
I woke up today, I don't wanna do shit. It matters in size and that you'll admit. I don't wanna work, I don't wanna smile. I don't even wanna read Sunday Styles.
I used to like my neighborhood. It really made me feel good. Until they brought a church and steeple. Greedy awful people. . They drive those fuckin' awful cars.
I'm the kinda guy. Who don't pick up the phone. I sneak around the room. I bitch about and moan. People make me nervous. Pretty soon they'll leave me alone.