Оригинален текст
Eight Ball in my hand
The key in your liver
Sculpting danger signs
Bladed credit powder
Jack sweet suck you dry
Baby flesh and candy
Metal salt like blood
Bucket tastes like honey
Skipping with the hood
Basket full of bad Es
Over come with good
Gutted for the key
fuck me up destroy!
you got big teeth, but I got a knife!