Hey Ma, Get Papa

There I stood like soap on heat While blood ran thick past both my quaking feet Into the street J.J. Dean and Pigsty Paul, just coughed and grinned And sank into the pack, don't turn me back J.J. had blessed us Cramped me up with salt, Tequila, lemon peel(C'mon, c'mon) My heart began to reel.(C'mon, Let's do it again) Hey Ma Get Papa Soon you'll have no son to bitch You're gonna cry(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon) I've left a man to die.(I've left some man to die) (Speaks when he screams), with his old black jeans And a spike from the ground, and all I saw was red When he touched my head So I picked up a spike, that once was a fence And I stuck it in his side, and all we saw was red, oh Ma! He must be dead Good God, we cracked out Never threw up until we had run, ten blocks or more(C'mon, c'mon) Then we really poured.(C'mon, Let's do it again) Hey Ma Get Papa Soon you'll have no son to bitch You're gonna cry(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon) I've left some man to die.(I've left some man to die)