Greg

Met a retarded kid name Greg, with a wooden leg Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg Go to bed with a keg, wake up with a 40 Mix it with Alka Seltzer and formula 44-D Forget an acid tab, I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead Waited 'til it absorbed in fell to the floor dead No more said, case closed, end of discussion We blowin up like spontaneous human combustion Leavin you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas Cross tha bombers We blowin up your house, killin your parents, and comin back to get your foster mommas And Im as good at keepin a promise as Nostradamus Cause I ain't makin no more threats Im doin drive-bys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets Im more or less sick in the head, maybe more Cause I smoked crack today, yesterday, and the day before Saboteur, walk the block with a labrador Strapped with more corral for war than El Salvador Foul style galore, verbal cow manure Comin together like an eyebrow on Al B. Sure!