Number 1 for the little ones And 2 for the things I do and 3 Number 1 I got a gun Number 2 I'm gonna do anything That's number 3, that'll be three strikes for me And number 4 is liquor, I drink more than you And my skin's thicker too And 5, I got a knife and I'm not afraid to use it Number 6 I get my kicks from slitting my wrist when I drink a fifth And number 7 I will never go to heaven Cause 8 I'm not a saint And number 9 I read your mind You're a fucking snitch, you lie all the time And number 10 you weren't listening, so I gotta say it again I just threw back a gallon of liquor Mix it with paint it makes your blood thicker Now I'm a natural born killer A terminator dressed like Godzilla You wanna see my pocket protector You're cooking me like Hannibal Lector Well I got something you can eat So bon appetite you fucking freak I don't expect your respect that's why I gotta protect this Check this box if you wanna rock with me Give it a knock and I'll give you a walky talkie and some chalk and bottle of sake A tender box that comes with 3 frogs and 3 dogs and fat hog ready to mate Yeah he'll frost your cakes but don't hesitate You make your mistakes; I'll make my mistakes, k These days it's hard to stay sober Convinced my life will be over soon I used to like to play red rover I'm getting sadder as I grow older And now I'm looking just like medusa But don't stare or I'm gonna goose ya I'm been sitting here for a week A phenomenal, a nominal sheik So let's make a little sacrifice I brought the dice and some lice and I'm feeling kinda nice The blue ice got my head in a vice cause I hit it twice Hypnotized I'm seeing mice, they're cooking rice It doesn't matter if you're wrong or right We got the rhymes and some limes and the cuervo delights Then it lights the fights and bites and burns the kites in turn Until the weak squirm like they're little worms You can fade away or find a place to rest You know your girl and me we're lying in the nest And if you touch her chest, then she'll undress She's not the best, you get a check less Momma save us, say la vi Locked out cause shit, I forgot the key And I skinned my knee, poor me, owweee I'm so sorry, can I have some tea and some honey and a playboy bunny What, you think that's funny, give me some fucking me money And now look, you're running You should've known that it'd be like that Stalk you round all day then stab you in the back Guess it's first degree when you make a map I should've thought of that before I drained your sap Wish I could take it back, I wonder where you're at Maybe in heaven or 7-11 in the back