They’re not going to kill you.
Not gonna drink your blood.
Gonna tickle you with kindness.
Hit you with a flood
Of shit so good, you’ll shit your pants.
That’s when they send the shit eaters.
And You can’t do that! neithers.
They’ll stop you in your tracks boy.
They’ll say them tracks ain’t yours.
Read to you from The Riot Act
Get you on all fours.
Then the cud suckers will kick your ass.
They don’t take no names.
Sucker punch your liver spots.
Suckers playing games.
They just suck, boy.
Boy, they suck an you know what?
They can’t didge or dodge.
Up only, because
Shit only flows downhill, boy.
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