I am the line

But I ain't thin

Like hot men

I'm thick

Like my dick

I'll fuck up your system

Like weed and speed and shit

I need a ten or an ounce

A hit or a blast

Cause I'm a loser (drug abuser)

And I always come last

You can snort me

Drink a quart of me

Turn me up and distort me

Hey ma, why didn't you abort me?

Bathe in a quart or three

I like my girls portly

Call you a retard

And don't wait to see

What you report of me



Bend me, Shake me

Smack me, Crack me

Just like a spine

But you ain't gonna get no further

Cause I am the line



I am the line!

And I'm fine

Don't cry for me, L please

Just another man

Trying to make ends meet

With his band

Uncle Outtie sucking dick

That's my bit

And this is for 

The fucking critics!

You can say we suck!

You can break our thumbs!

Well, don't do that cause

H and Poles play drums

Telling shit, that's your bit

On this track, it's so phat

Come on bitches, let's sing it loud!



I'll make you fall so hard

You'll think you got the belt

I'll make you fall so hard

'Cause I'm the line



You are one fix mean girl

Starting to bleed through

I'm not one of those people

That fucks without needles



Wake up!

I did it all for you

Your sick fantasy is coming true

Even though I'm not in the mood

Can't stop this kid 

From bleeding on you



Cause I'm a Mexican not a Mexican't

Come down on your fans with a single hand

Don't understand that it was all a sham?

Got everybody thinking that I'm a band

I was never empty I was full of shit

If I was black I'd be a hit

Wanna double cross me cause I'm the line

But I'm just too fast like a Tech9 run



Maybe some day

I will be

Just like a rapper

Named D.G.!

Get you by the balls

You can turn and cough

And tell me one more time

Just how much I rip off



Because I'm sick and tired of all these fans

Sick and tired of shaking hands

Sick and tired of dead rock stars

Sick and tired of bass guitars

Sick and tired of techno clubs

Sick and tired of two bit drums

Sick and tired of all these raves

Sick and tired of gameboy games

Sick and tired of punching girls

Sick and tired of kissing guys

Sick and tired of Betty's trash

Sick and tired of M.S.I.

Sick and tired of missing dates

Sick and tired of demo tapes

Sick and tired of getting dropped

Sick and tired of what I'm not

Sick and tired of being the stream

Sick and tired of the triple cheese

Sick and tired of my jealousy

Sick and tired of every sleaze

Sick and tired of paying bills

Sick and tired of fucking Nils

This is how I made my millions

Sick and tired of everything

I have the nerve to try and sing

This is how I made my millions