transplants adlı grubun 2002 tarihli single parçası. sözleri ise şöyledir:
Taken more shots than carl malone
Battle looms, your doom, injustice entombed
Who got the diamonds? who gonna find them?
Who gonna find them when the time comes?
Diamonds and guns, diamonds and guns
[koro halinde:]
It's a wicked world that we live in its cruel
And unforgiving
It's a wicked world that we live in its cruel
And unforgiving
Knock, knock, knock, who's that? it's momma, son
Lookin for the bitch who took the money and run
Now the daylights gone and there's no more fun
And who's the fuckin bitch who stole all the heroin?
Heroin, heroin, it's all gone
Smoked it all up, and now you got none
And now you look around and thats not the plan
This is not what you had in mind
I shot in heaven, now I cry
No one lives forever, in fact we all die
From those who bust shots to those who stuff cops
To those who serve rocks on all the hard blocks
Every last soul must pay the last toll
In the dice game of life, who gets the last roll?
Is it the one with the suit? the one with the sack?
The one who hides behind his fuckin gun and his badge?
Negative outlook? well that's how I'm livin
And like he said, it's a wicked world we live in
It's a wicked world we live in
I'm wiggin out, flippin out, heart is what I'm rippin out
I'm slippin out, I'm dippin out, killins what I'm livin out
Pick em, let me pick em out, spin and let me whip it out
Gat to your face with the fuckin bullets stickin out
Missin out, diss and bout, bloods what youre pissin out
84 I'm crazy crazy horse, shootin up, I'm illin out
Rippin out, I'm trippin out, different now, I'm pimpin out
Any color at my belt and ouch while they're clippin out
Criminal I'm hittin out, in l.a. no gettin out
2 1 3, pack your p, fly wicked style
Listen now, I'm sinnin out, a 6-pack I'm sippin out
