Got bling on my neck, bling- bling on my neck
We’re white but we don’t like no Star Trek
Got cuts on my wrists, cuts cuts on my wrists
My soul is gone; it’s an empty abyss

We got our kitchen knives and our gangsta grills
In the morning we like to eat our General Mills

We’re emo as Senses Fail
We’re into bitches not fuckin males
We’re ghetto like our man Eazy E
We’re so sick, we’re GOLDteef

We got our kitchen knives and our gangsta grills
In the morning we like to eat our General Mills

We rockin up the Matta-P
GOLDteef is who we be
Anyone step, we beat em down
We’re emo, we don’t smile we always frown



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