I got a freeway in mind, let go of my head   Walk down my line better be sure you'll be dead   You get up on top, these days you gotta a be a low-life drifter so   Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase      Get your damn hands off of my land,   Why don't you sock me and get off of my street   Cus I scared you out of your own shoes   Now I'm gonna tie'em together and hang'em on a wire   Til its junkies for hire   And I got a hunchback