Greg(A Cappella)

歌詞

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg Snatched it off, and beat him over the fuckin' head with the peg Go to bed with a keg, wake up with a forty Mixed it with Alka-Seltzer and Formula 44-D Fuck an acid tab, I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead Waited until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead No more said, case closed, end of discussion I'm blowin' up like spontaneous human combustion Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas Cross the bombest?! We blowin' up your house, killing your parents and coming back to get your foster mommas And I'm as good at keepin' a promise as Nostradamus Cause I ain't making no more threats I'm doing drive-bys in tinted corvettes on Vietnam war vets I'm more or less sick in the head Maybe more, 'cause I smoked crack today, yesterday, and the day before Sabateur; walk the block with a labrador Strapped with more corral for war than El Salvador Foul-style galore, verbal cow manure Comin' together like an eyebrow on Al B. Sure!