taken out and beaten down and covered up and down with cement sayin hello on the down low religions and guns and ammo in my mind i made my mind up i don’t mean to take your time up in my heart i know the real trick baby i know that you make me sick sick as a dog don’t get me wrong but i’m sick as a dog got a fever she believe her medicine makes people evil taking lessons smith and wesson messin up with people’s heads and when my heart takes a turn to dress yourself the worst maybe i can find a friend that don’t know exactly where it hurts but i just try try try to be the best animal i can baby doll enemies and birds and bees and then i turn back again and i’m sick