Tag: Brass Class

How Does It Taste? Written by Douglas Firestein (Gonna take, take)Gonna take your body(Gonna take, take)Gonna take your body boy I wouldn’t have in my handWhat was in your mouthSuckas always talking shitWhen the ladies are around You could use some classConsider me your teacherIt’s Read More …

Pizza Cutter Written by Douglas Firestein I bet you’re workin’ up a hungerAfter a long day of talking smackDoing nothing for the communityYou need to give a little something back So I followed you home tonightRight down that sucka laneWaited outside your houseNow it’s time Read More …

DNA Written by Douglas Firestein I’ve been tracking youWatching your misdeedsYou should feel remorseInstead you look quite pleased Seeing you out there todayAbusing others to no endIt’s time you pay the priceBy taking your own medicine I’m gonna cut off your fingerExtract DNA from the Read More …

It’s Your Life (I’m Taking It) Written by Douglas Firestein Do, do, do, do, doDo, doDo, do, do, do, doDo, do I heard you squawkin’(Do, do)Talkin’ lots of smack(Do, do)I seen you walkin’(Do, do)You got junk out back(Do, do)My exercise program(Do, do)It keeps me fit(Do, Read More …

Valentines Day Written by Douglas Firestein I woke up feeling generousIt must be Valentines dayThe only time i spare suckasGuess i’m nice that way Instead of taking their livesI deliver a bundle of painNot enough to kill themJust ruin their life in some way Tie Read More …

Yellow House of Pain Written by Douglas Firestein They call me a home wreckerBut not for reasons you thinkIt’s all about my master skillsFor makin’ suckas speak I convinced you we are friendsBut now you are gonna payWelcome to east second streetThis is the yellow Read More …

Hunting Season Written by Douglas Firestein I heard a rumor last nightStraight from my sister’s mouthSaid you didn’t wanna pay upAfter she already laid down Now i’m an understanding guySurely you have a good reasonBut i just need to let you knowIt’s sucka huntin’ season Read More …

Merit Badge Written by Douglas Firestein The dream of every gangstaIs the rank of “Hole Hunter”But it cannot be achievedWithout experience as a gunner This final merit badgeIs the hardest to obtainIt requires perfect precisionAnd copious amounts of pain On the fifth dayThe gangsta gods Read More …

Collecting Debts Written by Douglas Firestein I met her at a local bar whilePounding in a dude’s faceShe stared at me in aweAttracted to my rage I smiled and i gruntedplanted my foot in an assThen drove her home at 9left the next day at Read More …

Cuttin’ Written by Douglas Firestein The agents got me in their sightThink they’re hip to my dealin’sBut I have got a plan tonightI’m about to hurt their feelin’s Chasin’ me for sixteen yearsI’m the case they’ll never closeI won’t be making any mistakesThis cover won’t Read More …