TWO TIME SLIM
SAY BABY, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM, I’M BOM BIM TWO TIME SLIM
THE HIGHEST SHERRIF SENT FROM HELL, I’M THE MOTHER FUCKER WHO RODE ZIG ZAG LIGHTNIN, DOWN THE MIDDLE OF THE PANAMA CANAL
I’M KNOWN FROM THE COAST OF MAIN TO COAST OF SPAIN, YOU CAN LOOK ON THE GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE TO SEE MY GOD DAMM NAME
I WAS CONVERTED WITH 2 FORTY FIVES ON MY SIDE, AND BAPTISED IN A BAREL OF BUTCHER KNIFES
THE STING OF ALL THOSE WHIPS CAN.T MARK MY SIDE, A RATTLESNAKE BIT ME AND THAT MOTHER FUCKER CRAWLED OFF AND DIED
I HUNT TROUBLE EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE, PEACE AND QUIET I DO DISPISE
YOU SEE BABY, I’M 48 INCHES ACROSS MY CHEST, AND DON’T FEAR ATHING BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH
I’M THE BADDEST MOTHER FUCKER YOU’VE EVER SEEN, I’M WORSE THAN A BUCKET NIGHTMARE IN A MIDNITE DREAM
YOU SEE EVERYTHING I DO IS WRONG, IF I GO TO THE STORE I STAY TOO LONG
IF I BRING BACK BUTTER, I SHOULD HAVE GOT LARD. WHEN I GET READY TO FUCK MY DICK AIN’T HARD
BUT DON’T BLAME ME CHEAP, BECAUSE I’M SINNING AND GRINNING MY LITTLE LAUGH
CAUSE I’M THE TYPE OF COCKSUCKER WHO’L START AN UPRISING IN A MOTHER FUCKERS ASS
YEAH. I MIGHT AS WELL GET SHITTY RIGHT ON DOWN TO THE BONE, YOU KNOW I BEAT 3 MURDER CASES BEFORE I WAS GROWN
I CARRY A 38 SPECIAL BUILT ON A 45 FRAME, THAT SHOOTS BULLETS BALL AND CHAIN
I SING GRAVE YARD SONGS, AND I AIN’T LYING, I’M A BAD MOTHER FUCKER AND I DON’T MIND DYING
I BOLTED DOWN LIGHTNIN, AND CAPTURED THUNDER, I DONE SOME SHIT THAT MADE THE WHOLE WORLD WONDER
DURING THE WAR, I LAID DOWN THE GUNS AND I WON THE FIGHT, I’VE BEEN KNOWN TO EAT A WILD GORILLA FROM ASS HOLE TO APPETITE
AMONG THE HOES YOU MIGHT HERE MY NAME RING, BUT A BITCH WITH 4 WAY COLD TAP IS LIABLE TO SAY ANY GOD DAMM THING
YOU KNOW WHEN I GO HOME, I HAVE TO WALK 40 MILES OF BARBED WIRE
WHEN I dress to GO OUT, I WEAR COBRA SNAKE FOR A KNECK TIE
MY HOUSE IS HIGH ON THE CLIFF, AND IT HANGS OVER THE EDGE AND MADE OUT OF HUMAN SKUL
AND IF I DON’T START SOME SHIT AND KICK 2O BAD ASSHOLES BY NOON, MY WHOLE DAY SEEMS KINDA DULL
YEAH.
THE DRINK I LIKE BEST IS HYDROCLORIC ACID, AND I KEEP ME SOME AROUND
I PISSED NEXT TO A BOMB PRROF FIRE SHELTER, AND BURNED THAT MOTHERFUCKER DOWN
BUT I WANT YOU TO SCUSE ME FOR BEING SO BOLD,
BUT I’M THE SON OF A BITCH, THAT CRAWLED OVER 50 GOOD PUSSIES TO GET TO ONE SKINNY BITCHES ASS HOLE
YOU SEE WHEN I WAS YOUNG AND, IN MY PRIME, I CPOULD CARTCH A HOE, ANY OLD TIME
BUT NOW I’M OLD AND GREY, ANDVERRY COLD, I CAN’T GET A BITCH TO SAVE MY SOUL
SO UP TO IT, DOWN TO IT, AND THE MAN THAT WON’T FO IT
BUT HE’LL RUN HIS NASTY HANDS THROUGH IT,
OUGHT TO BE TIED TO IT, MADE TO DO IT, CAUSE HE AIN’T USED TO IT
I’M BOM BIM, TWO TIME SLIM
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