Lyrics:
to the pig's door
And then the wolf said
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin"
So I huffed and I puffed
And I blew that
gotta realize, the boys on the east side
You call em S-A's, I call em allies
Because the day that we all unite
Watch the pigs get real polite
Punk
simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Dear Mister Muse
by the hair on my chinny chin chin
I'm gonna find a way to get in
I'm gonna keep hangin' around
Till I huff and puff and blow your little house down
then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession
She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection
The pigs fly away in
into
The casket safe within the parapet sack is in the parapet pigs are out
And growling
Slaughter by the seashore see the lifeguard drowning sea is
an heir,
But baldy burned incense to get him some hair.
When he found in three days all his hair had returned
He gave the god a coat and more incense he
Verse Two
Five-eleven, the young one went to heaven
Yo with the gun to his head; yo he was already dead
Sunday mornin in court, the judge got Wyclef
pitiful poverty-struck criminals will get a Jew
Then we lounge in a Spanish-style house
'Til it all blows over, Dolce Gabbana out
Contemplatin', there is
Let's get it started in here
And the bass keeps runnin', runnin', and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin', and runnin', runnin'
And runnin',
a horse
Fry them patties and send 'em right through
Microwave oven going to fry me too
Can't lose my job by getting in a rage
Got to get my hands
to me?"
I said, "Is pig what's in pork?
Or you gonna play hard
After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?"
She said, ah, "No compute."
TOO CLOSE TO BEING OVER
SOMETIMES IT FEELS TO CLOSE TO BEING OVER
AND I WANT TO GET RVENGE BEFORE IT IS TO LATE
REVENGE ON EVERY COWARD FUCKING PIG
picture this shit
with six Aunts five Uncles
thugging a double apartment out
kids, cousins, and brothers
there I go in the pamper by the radiator
cursing
I don't want to go in the cart!
CUSTOMER: Oh, don't be such a baby.
MORTICIAN: I can't take him...
DEAD PERSON: I feel fine!
CUSTOMER: Oh, do us
at by boys in blundering carts
Scorched there in the heat of the sun
The dinner hour their leisure won
Sweet, now the small beer goes
In hardwood
are
It's much better by far to be young at heart
And if you should survive to a hundred and five
Look at all you'll derive out of bein' alive
its one-two-three strikes you in
Twenty-five years of pain you know my name
They wanna nigga to run and get hung
High strung, so this pig can win
eyes
The engine is the music and my nine's by my side
'Cause you know Y-A-U-C-H
I'm taking all MC's out in the place
Taking life as it comes, no fool
shots run right through ya
I never knew ya
'Cause I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away quickity-quick
a window-hole
Hundred yards away
That all they ever get to know
'Bout the regular life in the day
'Bout the regular life in the day
Slime and rot and rats
again and again
From the U.S. seas I shift ki's, a hundred and twenty plane rides
Multiplied by Gs, eighty-seven point three million in a matter
Pigs, they tend to wiggle when they walk
The infrastructure rots
And the owners hate the jocks
With their agents and their dates
If
wondering if I’m a clean animal why do I roll around in the mud.
The simple reason is on hot days I have trouble with my body temperature and I can get
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