Die Lika Pig (Album Version)

Die Lika Pig (Album Version) - Infectious Grooves

Every puto has a day and yours is coming

Ain't no feelin' sorry 'bout the things

I'm gonna do to you

I get prepare then

I roll off to battle

Behind the wheel of a six deuce

I saddle

Round you up like a cowboy does cattle

Pull the triger and the uzi just rattle

Throw on the dickies winos rag and

I'm ready

There's always time to get some lovin' from a betty

I sight you out and then

I hold my hand steady

3 hollow points in your chest and damn you're bloody

No mess'n with the shape I'm in die

Lika pig you pig

No mess'n with the shape I'm in die

Lika pig you pig

No time to waste on elegant conversation

Lock in a plan procede without hesitation

Start a new chapter in a violent presentation

Cover my tracks so there won't be no complications

This ain't no Ł˘whoufŁ˘

I'm gonna raise the stake up

Pressures on thought starts to break up

I'm like a nightmare from which you can't wake up

I'll treat you like a ho and with a ho I don't make up

No mess'n with the shape I'm in die

Lika pig you pig

No mess'n with the shape I'm in die

Lika pig you pig