Lletres:
Jump Little Children Come Around

Ceramic tile fluorescent, yellow iodine I can feel your presence Sedated by the heavy medicine And come around, come around, come around The flowers

goin' nuts! They were tearin' me apart! You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head I believe it went a little

girls So come to the pumpkin patch And bring your panty sacks So I can shit in 'em you bitch Well, I love all the children but I can't fuck around Don't come

psycho now they coming with me That's straight when we team up 'Cause I believe every throat deserves a good cut Look in my brain it's fucking insane Roll around

don't believe him So we gonna give him a little scare Let him know whats love is love but with my slugs its no fair And how the soldiers come out of

around my neck like mardi grass So I stepped up to them (?) far from here One nigga lifts his shirt then yells out "yeah" So I turned around quickly

whirlwind I tie up your boy and rape your girlfriend Come off the sex with the choppers twirlin in the wind Better watch your children, are they all in

around the projects slow while it was raining smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone three in the morning, coming

from basin bottoms to plateaus The Earth...manipulates itself beneath me I stand still...stagnate. Can't kill...this lagged state Life...manipulates itself around