I Sampled Marisa

AdImagine you're a deer

You're prancing along

Get thirsty

You spot a little brook

Put your little deer lips down to the cool clear water

BAM

A f**kin' bullet rips off part of your head

Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces

Now I ask ya would you give a fuck what kind of pants the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing

Bam a f**kin bullet

X

Bam a f**kin f**kin

Bam a f**kin bullet

X

Bam a f**kin f**kin