You must be loco to mess with us Don't you know we're dangerous? We'll kill you. We'll kill you
It's on now, the fight's beginning One punch in and we're already winning
Guy Number One, the ape-shit killer After you're dead I drink an ice cold Miller
Out on parole and I'm looking to score I'm Guy Number Two, I'll take your whore
AK's, Uzis, nines and glocks One pierced ear and ankle socks
If you see us on the street
You can bet we're high
We wear sunglasses
For bloodshot eyes
Each jerk we kill, our hearts grows colder I could shoot all day, doesn't hurt my shoulder
I drive all the time, it's no big deal Open the door, and get behind the wheel
I only hang with felons, killers and thugs You're still a cunt Steve, go fuck your snake
You must be loco to mess with us Don't you know we're dangerous? We'll kill you. We'll kill you
Our thirst for blood is never enough Is there a heaven for gangsters like us?
Hey Guy Number One?
Yeah, Guy Number Two?
I'm just doing me
I'm doing you too
I only date girls who have been around I know what they like, I'll go down town
We play dominoes, but call them bones
And wear cool hats, like Al Capone
Who cares about the pigs, we can pay the bail You're just a loser, you'd get raped in jail
We're just two guys
Who have a death wish
Screw trial by twelve, we'll be carried by six Like Bowm, bowm Bowm, bowm, bowm, bowm, bowm
You must be loco to mess with us Don't you know we're dangerous? We'll kill you. We'll kill you
Ain't no such thing as half-way crooks You're scared of death, you're scared to look, you're shookTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
