Letras
Smoke from the loosie drift
Hold it like a crucifix
Blow from the nose I'm a dragon to a gnome
Got a average of bein' excellent
The median just dope
Like the ratio of heroin
To laxative that's sold
Authorities have spoken
Demanded your pure devotion
Get magnetized to the ground while the
Falcons of murder close in
I chose to go guano, y'all know
Kinda bat shit the bright lights of fuckery
Stuck in me automatic
I’ll tea bag a piranha tank
Heart barely beatin'
A wild one who’ll swim like
Directly after he's eaten
While holding a toaster oven that's plugged
With a fork in it
Cause death by electrocution's like
Life in New York, isn't it?
Shoulda been a dentist, mom said it
Pain's the way that my craft expresses
Born in a little shop of horrors that
I can't even afford to rent in
Where's the exit? Wanna talk shop I can chop
It up with exacto touch whats the rush?
Autograph skin flaps, tag em up
I don't brag enough you de facto suck
A lotta you new to the El Producto milieu
Kinda like "fuck is you?"
I'm a little black spot on a sun of lies
But I'm not too high to say I'm the truth
I line the booth to catch
Blood like a Bateman
Nothing sacred I’ll mace a play pen
Jewel runner bitch make the name stick
Not for sale but I'm takin payments
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody's doin’ it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
Everybody doin’ it
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody's doin’ it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win
I’m fly as a pegasus, that’s no embellishment
I’m here to pain the whole game
Where the Excedrin good pussy
Good marijuana that be my medicine
And I’m a mixture of MJG and the Weathermen