Yeah....
I'm a creature of the street and I rip off all the money
I was kicked in the teeth, shoved face first through a window
I got a gangland name and a teardrop tattooed eye
They call me Little Caesar in the brotherhood of crime
I know about the pain
Dyin' in an alley with an air-conditioned brain
I know, it's for real
Flatlined in an ambulance without a pulse to feel
Hey blood brother, you're one of our own
You're as sharp as a razor and as hard as a stone
Hey blood brother, you're bad to the bone
You're a natural killer in a bad place alone
They call me Smoky Joe and I'm as thin as a coroner's needle
I got a pocket full of rocks, man, I shake like a cold chihuahua
I got a runny nose and a road map on my arm
I blew my gig pokin' 'round the gallery with someone else's rig
I know, I understand
I watch my body hauled off by the local garbage man
Hey blood brother, you're one of our own
You're sharp as a razor and as hard as a stone
Hey blood brother, you're bad to the bone
You're a natural killer in a bad place alone
Aw...
We're cool, we're cold
We're stiff, we're tagged
We're slabbed, we're croaked
We're whacked, we're cracked
We're smoked and cured and slammed and slurred and sliced and diced and put on ice
Cooked and stewed and badly brewed and splattered once or twice
Hey blood brother (hey blood brother) hey blood brother, hey hey
Hey blood brother (hey blood brother) hey blood brother, hey hey
Hey.......
Look at us, nice and thin, not a lot of fat on us, but not a lot of skin..
We`re alone, so are you
Way beyond the meanest, gonna close you baby blue
You`re just a shadow of yourself, bag of bones, nobody there to answer the phone
You`re alone, bro
You`re all alone
You`re alone
You`re alone
You`re so alone |
