作词 : Muir, Siegel, Trujillo
Every puto has a day and yours is coming! 
Ain't no feelin' sorry 'bout the things 
I'm gonna do to you! 
I get prepared, then 
I roll off to battle 
Behind the wheel of a six deuce 
I saddle Round you up like a cowboy does cattle 
Pull the trigger and the 
Uzi just rattle 
Throw on the dickies, winos, rag and 
I'm ready 
There's always time to get some lovin' from a betty 
I sight you out and then i hold my hand steady 3 hollow points in your chest and damn your bloody! 
No mess'n with the shape 
I'm in! Die 
Lika Pig, you 
Pig! No mess'n with the shape 
I'm in! Die 
Lika Pig, you 
Pig! No time to waste on elegant conversation 
Lock in a plan, precede without hesitation 
Start a new chapter in a violent presentation 
Cover my tracks so there won't be no complications 
This ain't no "whouf." 
I'm gonna raise the stake up 
Pressure on, thought start to break up 
I'm like a nightmare from which you can't wake up 
I'll treat you like a ho and with a ho 
I don't make up 
No mess'n with the shape 
I'm in! Die 
Lika Pig, you 
Pig! No mess'n with the shape 
I'm in! Die 
Lika Pig, you 
Pig!