Die Lika Pig (Album Version)

Die Lika Pig - 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