Songtexte:
Meat Shits Eat My Fuck

my cock You are dead ... eat my fuck Eat my fuck Get down - you suck Eat my fuck Get down - you slut And eat my fuck Suck me Fuck me Eat my fuck You

no palm tree's Niggaz be on the block with work they got from the dock We Flintsone kids we surrounded by bricks and rocks And my thugs don't give a fuck

in my head say fuck all these niggaz Then i start thinkin', i should rob all these niggaz Man my homies then wan' do whateva i wan' do I say i wan' eat

laying on your kitchen floor Otherwords, I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat back Bring it to extension cords Imma measure my dick, shit I need six inches more Fuck my

in cheek I'd yank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once And die and come back

York 'Round my man Killa' way where all the murderers walk Manhunt, police searches, swat ran in my crib Battering rams, early mornin', yo, waking my kids Now my aunt gotta stay with' my

spoiler kit wit my spoiled little chick yellow diamonds on my neck and wrist match this yellow bitch she a trip shawty she shit she know she the shit

You about as lethal, as a mojito Be my amigo, eat my burrito You a fuckin seagull, up in Francisco I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat Murder's what

Then i start thinkin', i should rob all these niggaz (Whooh) Man my homies then wan' do whateva i wan' do (Yeah) I say i wan' eat they say:" shit we wan' eat