Dear Sgt Swine

Pass me a pork chop

Maybe a rookie cop

So I can let my night chop

Swing off another head

Of a little pig

Dance me a jig

And smoke me a cig

Sit back and calculate the math of the plan

The little pigs don't stand a chance against the son of sand

Mista Mista Bones with the chrome 20 second

Pay heed to my lyrics listen as I reck it

Giving you da four one one of the one nate seven

Two Eleven

Sending these pigs straight to heaven

My terrifing rhymes leave a little pig shakin

Buring up the officer damn I smell bacon

But no faking

Dis shit real

Giving you the deal

Pluggin cops with my steal

Im da for real 

Spitting slang like a winna

Lable me a muthafukin bloody pig skinna

Call me a pig skinna

I can't dig a pig

Call me a pig skinna

I can't dig a pig

Call me a pig skinna

I can't dig a pig

Call me a pig skinna

So I drop them dogs

Back in yo ass again

Protecting niggas in here to lay back again

They comming hard with 40's in hand

To ice da system

In the other hands is pistol from kid son

We can resolve this whole matter so let me tell

Resolve to tragic because your mind explode damn

I smell a little hog trying to tail gate

It's too late

Kreep through the night while your ass masturbates

Then put bullets in yo head until yo ass is dead

Then Im grasshoppin visting the tool shed

Because your whole crew is gonna want to stop me

Mayor already told his whole crew to drop me

But I get ghost slipping grasping to the hood

The Hollow-o-Pine-Wood with the niggas that would

Put da straps to dat ass Im gonna down hard

But cam rolls to far I hit east point

Then I just trast the ass of the beginners

Another fucking sequel to town

Wooo, the pigskinna

So I drop them dogs

Fuck the cops

I hate em all kill em all

Im standing tall and making sure they all fall

To the end

End of time I watch them bleed

I hate them muthafukas and this is what I need

Two cops up my agent two cops for in a jam

But fuck dat shit, it's time to take a stand

I can't believe the people obey they laws everyday

I give them a donut and send them on they way

But if they chose to write a ticket or talk shit

Im serving their ass up with a wig split

Two to yo head

Mista tougher man I said

Two to yo head that he was tough and blood shed

The night chillin 

All the way around the sirens are sounding

Time to get down Im gun bound

13 cops on my trail they can't cope

I slip and I fall

There they go on my back broke

Adreniline pumping suckas I punching and I kill one

They mass produce by the thousands

The comming from LA, New York from DC to the hood

They comming from states droped out

Im about to skin them good

Mass confusion

I ain't losing

I'll blow Michigan before they can move in

The Pigskinna

Dont say shit to me

Call me a pigskinna

Dont say shit to me

Call me a pigskinna

Dont say shit to me

Call me a pigskinna

Dont say shit to me

Call me a pigskinna

Dont say shit to me

Call me a pigskinna

Dont say shit to me

Call me a pigskinna

Dont say shit to me

(Fade Out)