Infectious Grooves - Die Lika Pig Lyrics
Muir-Siegel-Trujillo-Every puto has a day and yours is coming!Ain't no feelin' sorry 'bout the things I'm gonna do to you!I get prepare, then I roll off to battleBehind the wheel of a six deuce I saddleRound you up like a cowboy does cattlePull the triger and the Uzi just rattleThrow on the dickies, winos, rag and I'm readyThere's always time to get some lovin' from a bettyI sight you out and then I hold my hand steady3 hollow points in your chest and damn you're bloody!No mess'n with the shape I'm in! Die lika pig, you pig!No mess'n with the shape I'm in! Die lika pig, you pig!No time to waste on elegant conversationLock in a plan, procede without hesitationStart a new chapter in a violent presentationCover my tracks so there won't be no complicationsThis ain't no "whouf." I'm gonna raise the stake upPressures on, thought starts to break upI'm like a nightmare from which you can't wake upI'll treat you like a ho and with a ho I don't make upNo mess'n with the shape I'm in! Die lika pig, you pig!No mess'n with the shape I'm in! Die lika pig, you pig
