Taken out and beaten down and Covered up and down with cement Sayin' hello on the down low Religions and guns and ammo In my mind I made my mind up I don't mean to take your time up In my heart I know the real trick Baby I know that you make me sick Sick as a dog Don't get me wrong But I'm sick as a dog Got a fever she believe her Medicine makes people evil Taking lessons Smith and Wesson Messin' up with people's heads and When my heart takes a turn to dress yourself the worst Maybe I can find a friend that don't know exactly where it hurts But I just try try try to be the best animal I can Baby doll enemies and birds and bees and then I turn back again And I'm sick