Met a retarded kid name Greg, with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg, wake up with a 40
Mix it with Alka Seltzer and formula 44-D

Fuck an acid tab, I strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Waited till it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said, case closed, end of discussion
I’m blowin´ up like spontaneous human combustion
Leavin´ you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross tha bombers
We blowin´ up your house, killin´ your parents, and comin´ back to get your foster mommas
And I´m as good at keepin´ a promise as Nostradamus
´Cause I ain´t makin´ no more threats
I´m doin´ drive-bys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I´m more or less sick in the head, maybe more

´Cause I smoked crack today, yesterday, and the day before
Saboteur, walk the block with a labrador
Strapped with more corral for war than El Salvador
Foul style galore, verbal cow manure
Comin´ together like an eyebrow on Al B. Sure!