Sex junkie lookin' for a dealer
(Six minutes)
Jungle Brother, Redneck Cracker
You jump the fuck back
They call me White Sinner, Black Martyr
Heaven freezes, hell closes
They call me Black Jesus, White Moses
Half a dozen women that I thin'k I wanna marry
And still I gotta fin'd me someone to abuse
Singin', na na na na na
Scream out you alive
Heaven freezes, Hell closes
No time for fakin', not me
Singin'
Black Jesus, White Moses
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
I ain't jumpin' no bars, just risin' like cream
Livewire, Firestarter
Shook ones keep shakin'
Freak Of Nature, new World Slacker
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
They call me White Devil, Black Jesus
Singin', na na na na na
Excuse me Everlast, you're on
I spit kisses and hugs like .45 slugs
Come back on the one and kiss my love gun
Brooklyn keep takin'
Dawn breakin', I can keep makin'
Shit is only gettin' realer, baby, haven't you heard
Hat is my home
Ballers ballin', players playin'
Bloods keep bloodin', Crips keep crippin'
If you keepin' it real
Heaven freezes, Hell closes
Singin', na na na na na
Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry
If you dig in' the mix, feelin' the drugs
It go one for the troubled, two for the times
Black Jesus, White Moses
Singin', na na na na na
They call me White Devil, Black Jesus
Singin', na na na na na
Time keeps slippin' and I keep fallin'
Sin'gin' lemons to the limes to the break of dawn
Three for my homies and four for the dimes
(Shooby-doo-waaah)
Haters fightin', righteous payin'
Singin', na na na na na
Like a rolling stone
If you livin' like thugs
You could play the leper, girl, and I could play the healer
Singin', na na na na na
Got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
That the Bird, Bird, Bird, yes, the Bird is the word
So won't you run spread the news, help say the word
Baby, anywhere I lay my
Egos trippin', scripts keep flippin'
I can't see but I hear them callin'
And if you diggin' the scene, you feelin' the vibes
Throw your hands in' the air
The kids are alright, but I need my fix
B-boy poses, Punk Rock chicks
(Waaaah-wah-wah-waaaaah)
And it go on and on
And just act like you heard
(Waaaah-wah-wah-waaaaah)
