作词 : Bruce First I was born young and healthy I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy Can't forget my first day at school Got stabbed in the head with a pencil but it's cool Get my education, a job and a family, a good reputation And what about grade two? Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through But I'm packing a textbook Don't ************* with me 'cuz I'm going to grade three Thank God it's lunch in a minute Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it And it cut my tongue off But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss Finally had to step out I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out Who knows where the road led? Seen a man with a briefcase and no head So I'm like ************* that Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack And I'm straighter than a ******* light post I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most Now I'm a base head down on my luck Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck And thrown about a block But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock Holding my sign I'll work for crack With my old-ass E.T. *************rt on my back And I'm sleeping in the gutter Right next to Jam Town's mother I'm eating dead rats in the street I keep on checking for my own heart beat Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive Got my first taste of life in hell I ate a dead, shh, but don't tell Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change? I'll cut your face off and eat your brains You know all about me You act like you ain't seen penitentiary Spitting and cussing and you know I'll pissWith these iron braces on my ******* wrists And I'm heading for the slammer Serial killer, all on the camera First day, they broke my back Next day, they broke my neck Third day, they broke my leg Fourth day, they broke my head Swallowing kept on trucking But there'll be no ******* That's strictly for the soft Seen a freak in a week and my **** fell off So I'm finna escape How much *************t can one club no take? Stop, fool, stop or I'll fireShot me off and I fell in the razor wire I'm all tangled up, cut, cut, cut, slit, slit, cut, cut You don't love me, I really don't care Tie my ass up in the electric chair I got no family, I got no friends I pray to God that my life ends They thought that they had killed me They took me to the morgue I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill But then I jump out knife swinging all about And mother******* mother, mother, mother, mother******* kill I used to wonder what life's about Until it chewed me up and spit me out Your ghetto created a psycho nut Not just psycho, psycho nut Now I'm living in the walls of your house And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle You want me in a straight jacket' Cuz when I see a throat, I'm a hack it Where I'm at? What's my name? Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train And it ripped my legs off, uh, nothing but a minor coft You can't get me I swing from a tree Shouting and cussing and shooting at me Everybody's end make two cents A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence I'm stuck and they're coming to get me Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me I'm stuffing them back in *************! They won't go back in Now my life's gettin' dense' Cuz my heart's still beating On a wooden fence They shoot me up and down Thinking, thinking, thinking clown Wicked, wicked, wicked clown You wanna know all about a wicked clown I never had it made
作词 : Bruce First I was born young and healthy I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy Can't forget my first day at school Got stabbed in the head with a pencil but it's cool Get my education, a job and a family, a good reputation And what about grade two? Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through But I'm packing a textbook Don't ************* with me 'cuz I'm going to grade three Thank God it's lunch in a minute Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in it And it cut my tongue off But I know how to multiply so what's up, boss Finally had to step out I dropped out of school when they ripped my neck out Who knows where the road led? Seen a man with a briefcase and no head So I'm like ************* that Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack And I'm straighter than a ******* light post I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most Now I'm a base head down on my luck Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck And thrown about a block But I'm thinking nothing but gimme a rock Holding my sign I'll work for crack With my old-ass E.T. *************rt on my back And I'm sleeping in the gutter Right next to Jam Town's mother I'm eating dead rats in the street I keep on checking for my own heart beat Now I'm weighing at a buck-o-five Twitchy little neck and I'm barely alive Got my first taste of life in hell I ate a dead, shh, but don't tell Excuse me, sir, can you spare some change? I'll cut your face off and eat your brains You know all about me You act like you ain't seen penitentiary Spitting and cussing and you know I'll pissWith these iron braces on my ******* wrists And I'm heading for the slammer Serial killer, all on the camera First day, they broke my back Next day, they broke my neck Third day, they broke my leg Fourth day, they broke my head Swallowing kept on trucking But there'll be no ******* That's strictly for the soft Seen a freak in a week and my **** fell off So I'm finna escape How much *************t can one club no take? Stop, fool, stop or I'll fireShot me off and I fell in the razor wire I'm all tangled up, cut, cut, cut, slit, slit, cut, cut You don't love me, I really don't care Tie my ass up in the electric chair I got no family, I got no friends I pray to God that my life ends They thought that they had killed me They took me to the morgue I'm just a little stiff that's all, like a board I lay there in my coffin, just chill and wait and chill But then I jump out knife swinging all about And mother******* mother, mother, mother, mother******* kill I used to wonder what life's about Until it chewed me up and spit me out Your ghetto created a psycho nut Not just psycho, psycho nut Now I'm living in the walls of your house And I'll die there and lay and rot like a dead mouse I'm packing a sickle I'm on your roof and I'm playing the fiddle You want me in a straight jacket' Cuz when I see a throat, I'm a hack it Where I'm at? What's my name? Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train And it ripped my legs off, uh, nothing but a minor coft You can't get me I swing from a tree Shouting and cussing and shooting at me Everybody's end make two cents A branch broke and I fell on a picket fence I'm stuck and they're coming to get me Rip myself off and I took my lungs with me I'm stuffing them back in *************! They won't go back in Now my life's gettin' dense' Cuz my heart's still beating On a wooden fence They shoot me up and down Thinking, thinking, thinking clown Wicked, wicked, wicked clown You wanna know all about a wicked clown I never had it made
