a big red stache you love your cars you love your
girls you love the bars
Dirk and Reid hooked them on coke along with
Scotty the butt of jokes
I saw you the other night you busted glass
screamed fucking rights
and you caused bodily harm it's lucky you weren't
armed
engineered your fatal scam a lot of blow half
kilogram
even though you're quickly capped you reasoned
Dirk so he'd go back
I saw you the other night you busted glass
screamed fucking rights
and you caused bodily harm it's lucky you weren't
armed
every time you see this guy it's enough to make
you wanna cry
and you look deep inside his face just before he
gives you a taste
and you'll wonder if emotionally he's torn apart
deep inside he'll know