I Need a Friend - Bizarre

«Susan!

Make sure the door’s locked!»

Too late, bitch, I done pulled the fuckin Glock

Hit you in the face with a mop and tied you up with socks

«Dial 9−1-1!»

Bitch, I am a fuckin cop!

I’m not a cop, I’m a fuckin' lieutenant

For the last two months, I been suspended

Suspended, cause I love to shoot

Male prostitutes

I love to catch them walkin down Santa Monica Boulevard

Put a nine to them, catch em off guard

Any time of the day, I walk up to them and steal em

God hate fags, sent me here to kill em

Don’t reach for the phone, don’t call for help

I know you hate me, I fuckin hate myself

I need someone to talk to, I’m glad you listen

Cause ten minutes from now

I’ll be in prison

I need, someone, to listen to meee…

(I'm fucking crazy)

I need, someone, who cares about meee…

(my wife is a slut)

I need, a friend, I need, a friend

I need, a friend, I need, a friend

«Aaaah!»

Shut up, bitch, before I shoot you

This fuckin' nine will fuckin' execute you

You’re probably wonderin' why I’m in your house

It’s a long story, just help me out

See, the story is that I’m a rapper that’s tryna make it

Now I’m a rapist, that’s tryna take it

You like my chain?

Bitch, don’t break it

My mother gave it to me, it’s kinda sacred

I used to be a Catholic priest, now I’m livin' on the streets

Wanted for touchin' my little niece

It Started off, with my niece kissin' me

W-where the fuck you goin', bitch?

Listen to me

And please believe she started with me first

I didn’t know she was a virgin and her booty hole would hurt

Stop starin' at the phone, you can’t make a call

I got your ass cheeks, nailed to the wall

And I’m finally glad that the truth came out

This is the part where it ends, I blow my brains out