Letras:
Bush Pigs

nobody can't stop me betta watch me back out, Woke up in the county as soon as I passed out Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out Mo

off. Bullyboy, gonna show ya who's tough, I'm gonna shoot the dog, I'm gonna shoot the dog It's party time, everyday I spent Saturday night on Novocaine Called the pigs

a year for you pigs And you wanna break our walls down, and you wanna destroy us? Well you go to Hell! (Kids running around places, fucking in the bushes

in pools. Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) to Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand

See nobody can't stop me betta watch me back out, Woke up in the county as soon as I passed out Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out

precedent is set, don't matter if he follow the law I know I'll give my son pride and make him swallow it all (damn!) Fuck the pigs! I think the pigs

on they ass can't stand the rain And bring heat over beats, and scratch the itch In a "No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous bitch It's the return of the (Bush

Roll in the Chevy Malibu I know they dig that In the secret compartment is where I hid that Try to avoid wherever I see the pigs at Forty-fo' and black

?t you cross that distant mountain Where it rains Chanel No.5? And the gutters, I think are paved with mink And the diamond bushes thrive Pigs trot around