Everlast

This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
This, this, this is a warning
This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
This, this, this is a warning
Back of the liquor store bout to blaze this joint
Got some dice in my hand, my man says six is your point
Trying to hit the hard way so I can break like Steve Millar
Take the money then I run son, I'm a lover and a killer
This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby
This, this, this is a warning
I feel like God and the devil, I'm a saint, I'm a sinner
I'm a hard rocking, hard headed, hard sick summer winner
I'm a cooch blazing, bush chasing product of the city
And I ain't asking for your love and I don't want your pity
So girl don't talk about me shitty, don't act all high and ditty
Cause if your man keep playing me funny I'm a come take all his money
And leave him holy from this blessing with my four pound Smith-N-Wesson
Better watch out who you're stressin', fuck around you'll learn your lesson