Letras:
Pig The Only Good One S A Dead One

I cannot hurt but it don't mean nothing I cannot hide but it don't mean nothing I cannot hurt I cannot feel Come kiss the cut I will heal One poison

just a one-line joker in a public bar. And it seems there's no-body left for tennis; and I'm a one-band-man. And I want no Top Twenty funeral or a hundred

a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle we know the riddles of life where others know only a

) Bitch you's a hoe (Uh huh) And hoe you's a bitch (That's right) Everybody knows that you's a (What?) funky bitch Bitch you's a hoe (Uh huh) And hoe

a canary lung All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy to carry drugs I sorta see it as my last flash summer Skateboards and sloppy psychedelics and big numbers Good times, good

basement She asked one too many motherfuckin questions it was time Somebody taught the stupid bitch a good lesson I snuck in the house by the back door It was like a

all the lookouts in the front and kicked his door in What's up snake, why'd you violate? Because I'm a hossa (What's that?) Yo, that's a pig that don

face engines start a cranking black sheep race-- goodbye--goodbye--goodbye--goodbye--the only good one is a dead one the only good one is a dead one--it's a

to call a truce One had a link, the other a goose You know what we took, and you know what we left But the third one played a punk he dissed his posse