(Steve Fromholz) Six o'clock silence Of a new day beginning Is heard in the small Texas town Like a signal from nowhere The people who live there Are
shit that you say, who play with that hoopla hooray, who say? What? Who try? You lie where you try you want ta see your whole damn crew fry The moral
the loot like a riot This is Pay-Per-View Rap niggas don't it unless they buyin' this Blame it on the drugs like Steve-O, you still a Jackass I spit dope
deuce-deuce I bump heads with rappers Tryin to knock them niggaz screws lose So come watch the fireworks, believe me its a trip While Tash will fry ya extra crispy, like Stevie
i pick noses my own BIATCH! I don't give a fuck listen...listen...(Yea uh) those are pickers motherFUCKER. I like the joker, I think this is fresh, if Steve
personne nous baise et si tu G.A.Z. on est brulant comme la braise. Mafia k1fry tu peux pas test les mecs qui pesent... mafia k1fry tu peux pas test! (
meant this. Jesus, shedded his blood for me. He hung on the cross, Yo, you know the story. Nowadays, a lot of people are tryin' To worship Satan, but you're gonna fry