Just a wicked way to get bread, slick ish they fed. Chill for a second, we got ya back, they got the bag, they split it halves, they gripped a cab, headed south towards a brookhaven, lord save em, cuz if I got grave em, it gone be swift, like splittin skin with switches, abusive minds take all abusive, she musta thought it was all included, not a breathe from the sharpshooter, or the harpooner, swarm who though? you know, the muffin man with the cujo, why you leave with the crew though? (recommended lyrics and flow)