American Lowlife

American lowlife (lowlife)
Yo, c’mon

{*girl singing*} – Your dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife

[Verse One]

Yo, yo

You got the proud to tell me, let’s handle this
We can do this in the parkin lot
?, some Rugged Man shit
I’m suicidal, ain’t the issue
I feel like playin games, russian roulette

With a fully loaded pistol
Hold down, can you feel it ? I break that shit
Rope that fat chick with you, I take that bitch
I love this, now who wanna try to take me

I take it to the ground rapper like ?
Shit ain’t all sweet, talk as cheap
I’m the white dude, you see me in the club, dancin all off beat
Inspiration, no one, don’t poke fun

No gun with you, how you gonna cause the motion ?
I hate the whole world, wait the whole world hate me
My own family, lookin at me strange lady
Born to be wild, born evil

Dangerous, born lethal, I was born to ? people

[Chorus]

American lowlife, dirtbag, my team
Smelly ?, bad breath, low igene
What do I mean? Smell me, rock my belly
Call my celly up and tell me (Yo, yo, you dirty)

I’m unhealthy
American lowlife
{*girl singing*} – Your dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife
Lowlife, lowlife

American lowlife

{*girl singing*} – Your dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife

[Verse Two]

When I see you, walk away, best up down

Smack you in your face in front of your bitch, what now ?

No education, white trash moron

Doin 360s in the parkin lot ?

In the hooptie, playin mailbox baseball

On the playground, shooting little kids with paintballs

Crucifie you, real life Stigmata

You tryin to win fights, runnin backwards like Oscar

Dirty white boy, dirty dirty, filthy filthy

Half hillbilly, half the world wanna kill me

Come and get some, underground rap legend

Call bitches birds, call birds ?

Cops and robbers, offences

Run to your backyard

I’m the type that try to act large

In the chinese whorehouse, get my back massage

I get your bitch pregnant, you take the bitch to Le Mans

[Chorus]

American lowlife, dirtbag, my team

Smelly ?, bad breath, low igene

What do I mean? Smell me, rock my belly

Call my celly up and tell me (Yo, yo, you dirty)

I’m unhealthy

American lowlife

{*girl singing*} – Dirty, crusty, ass

Lowlife, lowlife

American lowlife

{*girl singing*} – Your dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife

[Verse Three]

Hold up, you see me wild out, that’s what I do

Get arrested, startin riots, me and my crew

I won’t sign autographs, I’m unfriendly

Up in Long Isl’, Rakim, E-P, M-D

B-E, we be, R-U-G, G-E-D, S-T-R, E-E-T

One man gang, whole world vs. me

Blood thirsty, I’ll be dead before 30

Born to be a failure, paraphenalia

In my club box, underage chick that love to suck cocks

In the backseat, drivin with no license

Cops followin, runnin down by an idling

[Chorus]

American lowlife, dirtbag, my team

Smelly ?, bad breath, low igene

What do I mean? Smell me, rock my belly

Call my celly up and tell me (Yo, yo, you dirty)

I’m unhealthy

American lowlife

{*girl singing*} – Dirty, crusty, ass

Lowlife, lowlife

American lowlife

{*girl singing*} – Your dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife

Dirty, crusty, ass