Tekster:
Backyard Babies Be Myself And I

I'm a coward, I'm a whore I'm not a problem to ignore guess it all will change someday I will fight to find my way I'm a freak and I'm a cunt I'

I'm a coward, I'm a whore I'm not a problem to ignore guess it all will change someday I will fight to find my way I'm a freak and I'm a cunt I

me and here's the question Who can be (Fresh?) Who can be (Dope?) Who can be (Nice?) Who can be (Beautiful?) Who can be (Word?) Who can be Me be the

heavy and the moon is bright I love this time of year I talked to you this afternoon You said you didn't have very much to do I said I'd be here So

are Believe i´m gonna have myself a ball And I don´t care if you don´t like How I act when i´m on top of your wife I´m going

't stutter I can tell you why white milk be making yellow butter Some cats, they be shifty, some cats they be iffy So I move swiftly, play the field like ken griffey Because, I be

here every day We can be here whenever we play And the knife is near at hand I cut myself to see who I am Reach inside, but I still can't touch The policeman

I'ma thug I'ma shoot I'ma smoke I'ma walk up on yo ass and bust yo ass in the eye I'ma roll this blunt up I'ma I'ma I'ma ride 2 da end (end) Ball till

the night I was the baby in her arms And she was weakened by the fight I grew up fast, I grew up hard The alleyways were my backyard Momma sang at Pat