Act like Jesus crucified again.
These four wall are closing in.
Who and what do you think you are, a rich mother f****r in a
fancy car?
Concrete jackal suckin' on the past, goldcard junkie kissing money's a*s.
You're the monkey on my back and it's time
for you to go.
Hammered.
You're more harm than my old vice and I don't want to know.
Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer
poor.
Now you're feeling low, tired and beaten.
Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul.
Hell, ain't livin' six
feet in the hole.
Get down on your knees in Hollywood time to Kiss some, some a*s. Hey, Mr. big time
Hollywood, tell your story
walkin' if you think you could.
Your money's runnin' low from your cocaine whores, nothin' but a rat scratchin' at
my door.
Hey,
now I've said all I'm gonna say.
time will judge, see who fades away.
You're the monkey on my back and it's time for you to
go.
Hammered.
You're more harm than my old vice and I don't want to know.
Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor.
Now you're
feeling low, tired and beaten.
Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul.
Hell, ain't livin' six feet in the hole.
Get
down on your knees in Hollywood time to Kiss some, some a*s.