Miss Jones taught me English
But I think I just shot her son
'Cause he owed me money
With a bullet in the chest you [bad word] Now he's bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didn't mean it
But man, you shoulda seen it

His flesh explode
Slow motion see me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion see me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion see me let go

Now the cops will get me
But girl, if you would let me
I'll take your pants off
I got a little bit of blow we could both get off 
Later bathing in the afterglow 
Two lines of coke I cut with Drano
And her nose starts to bleed

most [bad word] red 
Slow motion see me let go 
We'll remember these days 
Slow motion see me let go 
Urban life decays 
Slow motion see me let go 
And at home 

My sister's eating paint chips again 
Maybe that's why she's insane 
I shut the door to her moaning 
And I shoot smack in my veins 
Wouldn't you? 
See my neighbor's beating his wife 
Because he hates his life 
There's a knock to his fist as he swings 
Oh man, what a beautiful thing

And death slides close to me 
Won't grow old to be 
junkie wino creep 

Hollywood glamorized my wrath 
I'm a young urban psychopath 
I incite murder for your entertainment 
'Cause I needed the money 
What's your excuse?
The joke's on you 

Slow motion see me let go 
Oh yeah 
Slow motion see me let go 
Slow motion see me let go