in league with Satan And you know There can't be no debating My hell-bound trail I was born with a tail I'm on a hell-bound trail Born with a tail,
spells Make me a guitar outta skin and human skull Sing you a song like the wind in the sandy loam Bring you baby out your happy home Ram's head, forked tail
to be HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE Pop pop niggas ain't even they spinnin I made a make dollars So it have to make sense I'm born out liquor I'm a dead president
You a chucky cheese bouncer chumpin' off the boss What I'm trying to tell you now is that you're softer that soft And I'm sick as a cough did I mention
I was born in Lil' Rock, had a childhood sweetheart We were always hand in hand I was high top shoes and shirt tails Suzy was in pig tails, I know I loved
on a key doin' business on a beeper I?m sinkin' in this motherfucker deeper Fear the Reaper that no man born or woman harm me Fuck bein' a nigga in your
the ol' Chisholm trail. (chorus) Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea On a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle,
I'll never get out of this world alive A distant uncle passed away and left me quite a batch And I was living high until that fatal day A lawyer proved I wasn't born
spells Make me a guitar outta skin and human skull Sing you a song like the wind in the sandy loam Bring you baby out your happy home Ram?s head, forked tail
down with a tight drop with dem buck I dont give a fuck all them fuckin haters you know they stuck cause Im strapped witha 9 Im strapped witha 40 Flem
me Break me what this bitch you crazy You seen with the freaks don't think she never paid me Pimpin' get a bitch, break a bitch, hit a bitch, shake a
it with the) All (Now let me get a piece of this) (Let me get a piece, Bee) Night Check it, check it I was born underwater with three dollars and a
beam It's the half and half hypothesis the 50, 50 theory Eerie as it may seem, check your balance beam Now check your Balance Beamer with a feather and a
can hear when you bring it with more jealousy I give a bullet and begin to do the fool like I do that vatos mine To the night with a sight when I look
see my reflection like a mirror in your eyes Every thing gots a price, but you got a price to pay I sold your life away, you stole a slice away Dealin with
a company more Come a-walking behind and a-riding before Come a stark naked drummer a-beating the drum With his hands on his bosom, come marching along. Sat down on a
