Oil of love, swimming in a zodiac   Lion's den, pig juice, crown on the dingo king   I got a line to the stars, I got wire to myself   I'm gonna use all you pigs for something else, yeah yeah      Sufi's in the penthouse nailed to a wall of flesh   Yeah, super judge rolls up on every pussy-fool in town   I got meat in my hands, I got an eight in my head   I'm gonna bleed on this town until it's red      Oil of love, swimming in a zodiac   Yeah, lion's den, pig juice, crown on a dingo king   I got a line to the stars, I got a wire to myself   I'm gonna use all you pigs for something else      Yo man, what you need ?   Nickle bag   Fuck that I don't work that small   Yo how about an eight ?