I am the line
But I ain't thin
Like hot men
I'm thick
Like my dick
I'll fuck up your system
Like weed and speed and shit
I need a ten or an ounce
A hit or a blast
Cause I'm a loser (drug abuser)
And I always come last
You can snort me
Drink a quart of me
Turn me up and distort me
Hey ma, why didn't you abort me?
Bathe in a quart or three
I like my girls portly
Call you a retard
And don't wait to see
What you report of me
Bend me, Shake me
Smack me, Crack me
Just like a spine
But you ain't gonna get no further
Cause I am the line
I am the line!
And I'm fine
Don't cry for me, L please
Just another man
Trying to make ends meet
With his band
Uncle Outtie sucking dick
That's my bit
And this is for
The fucking critics!
You can say we suck!
You can break our thumbs!
Well, don't do that cause
H and Poles play drums
Telling shit, that's your bit
On this track, it's so phat
Come on bitches, let's sing it loud!
I'll make you fall so hard
You'll think you got the belt
I'll make you fall so hard
'Cause I'm the line
You are one fix mean girl
Starting to bleed through
I'm not one of those people
That fucks without needles
Wake up!
I did it all for you
Your sick fantasy is coming true
Even though I'm not in the mood
Can't stop this kid
From bleeding on you
Cause I'm a Mexican not a Mexican't
Come down on your fans with a single hand
Don't understand that it was all a sham?
Got everybody thinking that I'm a band
I was never empty I was full of shit
If I was black I'd be a hit
Wanna double cross me cause I'm the line
But I'm just too fast like a Tech9 run
Maybe some day
I will be
Just like a rapper
Named D.G.!
Get you by the balls
You can turn and cough
And tell me one more time
Just how much I rip off
Because I'm sick and tired of all these fans
Sick and tired of shaking hands
Sick and tired of dead rock stars
Sick and tired of bass guitars
Sick and tired of techno clubs
Sick and tired of two bit drums
Sick and tired of all these raves
Sick and tired of gameboy games
Sick and tired of punching girls
Sick and tired of kissing guys
Sick and tired of Betty's trash
Sick and tired of M.S.I.
Sick and tired of missing dates
Sick and tired of demo tapes
Sick and tired of getting dropped
Sick and tired of what I'm not
Sick and tired of being the stream
Sick and tired of the triple cheese
Sick and tired of my jealousy
Sick and tired of every sleaze
Sick and tired of paying bills
Sick and tired of fucking Nils
This is How I Made My Millions
Sick and tired of everything
I have the nerve to try and sing
This is how I made my millions