I got shot with a buck shot, shot me down  But you know you can't paint a frown on a clown  Sewer gutter blood runs through my system  Death stopped by but I must have just missed him  Am I in a southwest street gang?  Do I bang, do I slang, do I let my motherfuckin' nuts hang?  But do you care  I got stabbed in the eye and you wadn't no where  And what about the time I got fucked  When I got shot in the throat...fuckin' sucked  But you news wouldn't know me  You could give a fuck less never the less unless  Something happened in your suburbs  I'm a cut your daddy's neck, you little fuckin' nerd  I don't give a fuck where you're from boy  So don't tell me cuz I don't give a fuck  It's all about what's going on in your head  Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead    Seventeen dead, it don't bother you  Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead  Seventeen dead, it don't bother you  You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead  The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection    I woke up next to a dead body  Roll it out the way and jump out of bed  Strap on my kicks and step out my room  Cuz somehow there's another stiff in the bathroom  Dead fucks all over the grass  I'm a kick somebody in they dead ass  Quick to make a left on Jefferson  And I noticed there's another stiff riding shotgun  Am I just seeing things? No.  Is your mother a soggy ho?  I like to drink Faygo, out from the scotties  But then one out of one of my homeboys turned into dead bodies  But I'm straight with that  Just don't be leaving your guts in my car n' shit  Wait a minute, wait, get your head on straight  I drop seventeen tears from eyes every fucking day  I gotta wonder if they do  Should I burn the rebel flag or the red white and blue too  I can't do much, but they can  But those motherfuckers gotta death wish, man  I'm gonna swim in they blood shed  Justi-justify the seventeen dead    Seventeen dead, it don't bother you  Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead  Seventeen dead, it don't bother you  You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead  The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection    Yeah, dead bodies man  They ain't so bad  I mean they're all over in the  Streets n shit ya know  But they don't be fuckin' with you  They just lay there dead as shit  I mean they tasted kinda straight  With a little mustard, man  Yeah, much worse    Seventeen dead bodies hanging from a telephone wire  All seventeen on fire  Lightening up the sky with the smell of death  Rich bigot fucker, take a deep breath  Look at you makes me go baddy  Motherfucker don't be nothing like your daddy  Cuz he's nothing but a redneck hoe  Him and his kind created this ghetto  They can deal with they own creation  Move out farther, suburb vacation  But it don't work like that  Knock at your door and it's me running slug bat  I'm a stick it to your fuckin' nugget  About seventeen times and you're gonna love it motherfucker  Drive down my street  And stare at the folks who can't make end's meat  You don't know now but that's the plan  Most people in Hell were rich when they died, man  Take that to your golden bed  Cuz I'm a cut your ass up for the seventeen dead    Seventeen dead, it don't bother you  Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead  Seventeen dead, it don't bother you  You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead  The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection    Well, ya know Violent J's kinda wicked  If there's a booger in my nose I'm a pick it  And flick it in your eye like you ain't jack  And stomp my boots on your nutsac    Well, I'm Shaggy and I'm in the house  You don't think so, I'll put a brick in your mouth  Can't nobody flex on a nutty clown  I got boys down river straight hick town    Well, ya know I'm coming straight from the trailor park  That's me out front working on the Skylark  I'm waiting on a check, I don't cut the grass  And my woman's got babies falling all out her ass    I'll be running with the carnival until I'm eighty  And tonight I'm going out with the fat lady  I strip the bitch down to the nitty gritty  But I ain't saying shit about a wooden titty