My mother was a drug addict. When she got pregnant, she took more drugs. She even tried to kill me inside her with a coat hanger, but I survived. I was born blind as a result, but my mother didn't care. She overdosed choking on her own vomit.
Yes, that sequence of words I just said made perfect sense. I've got my propaganda, I've got revisionism. I've got my violence in hi-def ultra-realism. All a part of this great nation. I've got my fist, I've got my plan, I've got survivalism.
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals