Pink bandana with the bloody pink hazy eyes/
Smokin dat Bloody pink...they call me crazy high!/
bloody red interior,pink on the outside/
Cadillac candy paint, call her the lazy ride/
Poppin pink bottles till her face turn bloody red/
i love the way that white girl gimme dat monkey head/
Yeah shits bananas, u heard what i bloody said/
New pink polos, i'll floss till im bloody dead
nice one cash!
THE NEXT CONCEPT: Dead walking saints
dead walking.. the smell of death stinking/
dead inside and out but they call themseleves saints/
womenising our sisters and turning them into sex slaves/
tellin them they stones thrown into the river and create the waves/
saints aint nothing but statues in hell covered an in a dark paint/
destined to controll the kigndom of god [ take the oppositte]/
when ever they pitch, its all about good news/
the body is visible and well/
one bar left, saints aint nothing but fake magic spells
world in conflict......thats your concept
