50 ¢ lyrics

I'm gonna go
Smoke in the shower
I need to p*ss down the stairs
I'm so damn sick
Of this stupid bullsh*t
That I'm, uh- going to
Start splitting hairs

So I sat down and
Watched a pot boil
Then stood up and spit in the fan
While every one of you
Dumb sons of b*tches
Yeah, were eating pellets
Right out of my hand

You look like a chicken in flight!

I think I'll kick
Foreman's ass
On my own...
Okay

I will pay your sl*t mother one half of one dollar
She'll come and sleep with the band
This year's unlikely sex symbol is
Dressed like a priest, not a man