Bacon lyrics

[Intro]
Red
Red
Red
Right
Right, right
Sixx
Houston, we have a problem

[Verse 1]
Look
Rogue, don't care 'bout police lights
Everybody out know it's a street life, rollin'
A dude with a delight
What I choose to do and what it be like
Fly
That's how it go with the clique
Tell 'em my name Sixx and I stroll with yo' b*tch
Holdin' a split 'fore she blowin' my di*k
Conceited, better yet, chauvinist
I ride around in this 30-piece
When I come back around, you heard of me
I'm on some sh*t, you gotta learn to be
I'll scorch your town, it's my turn to eat
Burn, burn, let it burn in your brain
Let it resonate, you and I ain't the same
Suicide, I get a lot with a flame
You stuck on a leash while I can't be tamed
I went from public buses to grindin' out for a Maybach
A n*gga out to get more whips than a slave's back
Playback, rewind
My style, divine
I trend set, you trend sweat
My clique's fly, redefined
You feline, I'm canine
I break steel with my canines
You hate I'm that n*gga, but you never explain why
You just talk sh*t and fold up
b*tch n*gga, man up
I'm too steez for walkin' and I'm too smooth for handcuffs
[Hook]
Swervin' through the city with police all on my balls
'Cause I'm doin' what I want and I'm screamin' "f*ck the law"
Better get it through your head, I'll be like this 'til I'm dead
All my n*ggas reppin' with me while I paint the city red
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)

[Verse 2]
Bringin' home that bacon
Stackin' all my guap
Kick so hard, the ground shakin'
Neighbors dialin' the cops, so what?
Tell them n*ggas get off my nuts
I'm nuts and a ball like Kobe in the clutch
Keep in all my moves and my pockets gettin' stuffed
Can't walk through a door without my wallet gettin' stuck
Uh, that's why you ride on my schlong
'Cause I swear you're paid with one of my songs
But I run up in your state, all my gods come along
Or I run up on your b*tch and I leave her in a thong
What? I do that
And you know that she likes it
And the reason I love it is 'cause I know you don't like it
You recognizin' I'm better
That's the reason you bitter
I've fam that walked out and that never made me a quitter
Why? 'Cause I knew if I continue to do my thing
Money will come forth and they'll come back like boomerangs
But I won't catch 'em, n*ggas know that I never tolerate a fake
'Cause the only thing that I hate more than a pig is a snake
Snakes get turned to belts
Better yet, boots are what I'm makin'
And as for all these pigs, n*ggas know that I'm 'bout my bacon
[Hook]
Swervin' through the city with police all on my balls
'Cause I'm doin' what I want and I'm screamin' "f*ck the law"
Better get it through your head, I'll be like this 'til I'm dead
All my n*ggas reppin' with me while I paint the city red
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)

[Verse 3]
I'll crack your egg, your clique will scramble, better break fast
I'm hard-boiled, y'all all spoiled with soft shells and don't make cash
And I don't play tricks, yet I leave you dummies stuck
Fillin' my account with hella Os without a honey nut
Sixx, Brooklyn bad boy, get it? I'm ill
Salute a general, you more General Mills
And he gettin' no mils, better sweat it, I'm real
Come at me with all your lucky charms, yeah, I said it, for real
Never gonna settle for your level, I'm aimin' much higher
p*ssin' off authorities 'til the day I retire
Settin' cities on fire, watch me p*ss on the flames
I'm a f*ckin' anarchist with an anger at lames
The mouth of a sailor, a heart throb's charm
A f*ckin' lion's mane, two bionic arms
A life-form never know to get rest
With a bad taste for swine if I'm under arrest
[Hook]
Swervin' through the city with police all on my balls
'Cause I'm doin' what I want and I'm screamin' "f*ck the law"
Better get it through your head, I'll be like this 'til I'm dead
All my n*ggas reppin' with me while I paint the city red
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)
f*ck a pig, f*ck a pig (I'm still bringin' home the bacon)