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Greg (a cappella version) Lyrics

Met a r*****ed kid named Greg with a wooden leg
s*****ed it off and beat him over the f****** head wit' the peg
Go to bed with a keg, wake up with a 40
Mixed up with Alka-Seltzer and Formula 44D
f*** an acid tab I strapped the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said, case closed, end of discussion
I'm blowin' up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombers
We blowin' up your house, killing your parents
And coming back to get your foster mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
'Cause I ain't making no more threats
I'm doing drive-bys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam War vets
I'm more or less sick in the head
Maybe more 'cause I smoked crack
Today, yesterday, and the day before
Saboteur, walk the block with a Labrador
Strap with more coral for war than El Salvador
Foul style galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure
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