Problem Children 2

Yuh, ooh! (Devereaux) ooh-ooh
Yuh, let's go

Problem children, spray the building
Whip crawlin', caterpillin'
Devil watching, what a feeling
God asleep, you been praying to the ceiling (hol' up) (ooh!)

Shawty blowin' on my flute (yeah, on my flute, yeah!)
She got me pourin' Absolut (that Absolut, yeah)
She got a gun but never shoot (she never shoot)
I'm a killer, I'ma kill 'em with the truth yeah, yeah

Pull up saucing with the troops (with the troops)
Lil' killa mane really get the loot, yeah
Scoop that baddie out that dirt like she the poop (like she the poop)
You ain't down with me and Ricky better scoot

Fuck 'em all, spray the walls
But first of all, fuck you
Second all, what it do (ooh)
Problem Children 2
Problem Children 2

Fuck 'em all, spray the walls
But first of all, fuck you
Second all, what it do (ooh)
Problem Children 2
Problem Children 2

Metallica, I'ma kill 'em all
Black half-caste, bitch, I'm off the wall
Punch myself in the face, then the drywall
Red stains in the veins in my eyeballs

No pain, no gain 'til I die, dog
I be drippin' black paint ridin' by y'all
Fly high 'til I faint or 'til I fall
And it wouldn't even matter if I died y'all

'Cause my catalog big like the sky mall
Get high, come down like a fly ball
And my jaw gon' slide like slackjaw
Going right through my skin like a hacksaw

Fuck 'em all, spray the walls
But first of all, fuck you
Second all, what it do (ooh)
Problem Children 2
Problem Children 2 (ay)

Fuck 'em all, spray the walls
But first of all, fuck you
Second all, what it do (ooh)
Problem Children 2
Problem Children 2