Teenage Disaster - ‎i am a drug dealer lyrics

Runnin' from the cops
I got money in my back pack
Singing songs to your mother
In the cul-de-sac
Sex and violence, a little misguided
I wanna kill shit
Stick knives through your eyelids
Pain, pain, pain, all your bones in
Your body, I’ll break, break, break
These fucking cops have been living here

(Suspect on foot, Woo) they can’t catch me
They can’t, they can’t, they can’t
Can’t catch me
They they they they can’t catch me
They can’t catch me

Wanna fucking die? No bitch, don’t test me
They can’t catch mem they can’t catch me
Wanna fucking die? No bitch, don’t test me
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, ah

They can’t catch me, can’t catch me
Don’t test me, they can’t catch me
They can’t catch me
Wanna fucking die? No bitch, don’t test me
Don’t test me, bitch don’t test me
Wanna fucking die? Then bitch just test me

Suck my fucking dick