Thrilla in Manilla, Frazier and Ali, can of olives, bag of chips, a case of Genesee

Daddy's unemployment check is all we got; I need a long sleeve helmet just to cover all my thought



Go after the neighbors now you must protect your home

Tears of rage are streaming down your drunken muzzle

Paranoia foaming from the things your brother stole

If you can intimidate then you can control, yeah



Say it to my face

Say it to my face you fuckin' coward

Say it to my face

If you're gonna talk you better say it to my face



I hearted when you farted; it smelled like rubber bands

Is that the sound of boiling fat or is it clappin hands

I'm a little blacker then the other sheep

I dreamed I'ze makin love to dolphins when I'ze dumpin in my sleep



How now say it to my face, I'm in a bad bad way

I'll find a cow and I'll buck it a rodeo

I'll put your battery on my tongue

Go fetch a knife and then off with your thumbs

Say it to my face

Say it to my face you fuckin' coward

Say it to my face

If you're gonna talk you better say it to my face



Face!