You're just whirl baby yo when you are with your friends You got to go baby go if you do it again You cook like a mortician you do what you do You pay you way and paid just until we were through, now I don't understand why I gotta get dead by But I dunno but I feel like a should
Baby I gotta do what I do to get by So when I dress you up and when I cut you down and then I spit you out awhile
You gotta go with the tune like the rhythm with danger But no one gives a fuck when you Bust a cap on a stranger Ghost on a quarter like hustler on fag (?) bag on a fag now
I don't understand why I gotta get dead by But I dunno but I feel like a should
Baby I gotta do what I do to get by So when I dress you up and when I cut you down and then I spit you out awhile