This is a song about "Nipper the bulldog"

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Organized crime, i kill your boss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

I bring the heat like the

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Down the street to the car,

The bigger the the fun

Mami... she open, she open

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt