Gasoline

No cash, you don't wanna fuck with me
 I burn churches like persons in the 3rd degree
 With the strike of a match hit the gasoline
 Drop pills! drugs kill, but it's worth the thrill
 Started in the nazo pits "quick to draw"
 Sharp like a blade, we'll cut you like a chainsaw
 Drink your blood by the pitcher until we feel drunk
 Grind your fucking bones to lace my fucking blunt, punk!
 Snap back crackle, pop! motherfuck the cops
 Always staying on my toes when i walk the block
 And when i go up in the store i bring my own discount
 Cause i'm sick of paying money to suck corporate cock
 Yeah i know my Spanish is rusty but my English is old
 40 down grab yourself an ice cold colt 45
 Feeling alive drunk as fuck in the daylight
 I'm ready to die!
 Sometimes, sometimes i count the hours
 When i'm alone, all alone with thousand downers
 Like thread it was just gonna stitch the seams
 But now my body is soaked in gasoline
 Nazo step to this won't slit your wrist
 Cross you off the list unless you're gonna wanna
 Throw a punch it'll break your fist
 Man up duck down cause the caps won't miss
 Bust six shots on an undacova cop
 They're all crooked mother fuckers and it ain't gonna stop
 So held your ground down, run your own town
 Down with the man, let the drums sound
 I'll hit you hard with accurate precision, split decision
 Yo, i'm sinning and i'm grinning fuck religion
 Fucked up got a vision so listen
 Do what makes me happy not for money or attention
 Flying on a forty that's how i get down!
 You say you're the king but i'm wearing the crown
 High on my throne sniffing lines making deals
 Got a chef in the kitchen, cooking my last meal
 Sometimes, sometimes to stay alive
 To witness sickness on a cloudy sky
 Like thread it was just gonna stitch the seams
 But now my body is soaked in gasoline