taught to hide A rage that's ripping at me from all sides And I said my sister, my sister twists, and there's nothing I can do You make me feel so little
this little pig wishes that he can undo The little pig that he shot down This little pig's on a mission This little pig needs a plan This little pig
I hear of the things that you'll do Like a little piece of hell and baby it's true I hear all the things that I've tried but there's nothing on Earth
Translation: Living Colour. This Little Pig.
Translation: Revenge. Little Pig.
Apologize Wipe your eyes out No one's there They can't care Cuz you suck it out Apologize In disguise All they see is your lies and your tries You apologize
a bitch who works the Plaza too, on the track Got a GTA connection and I fence for jewels Got some little kids that move my fuckin' dope in schools
message, get the message! SMS, get the message! [50 Cent - Verse 1] I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine I run from one time, f-ck a pig, ya dig
be a sick pig, you're addicted I'm dope I'm the longest needle around here Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks nuts Your just small boats little
Cleopatra with the eyes of a pig Love to watch you in the backyard when you go out to dig Girl how'd you get those mouse traps glued to your neck Little
astrophysicist Yeah, she was so pretty she made Charlize Theron Look like a big fat slobbering pig The only caveat is one of her earlobes Was just a little
little lady's so obnoxious Today she walked onto a greyhound bus goin' [burps] And then a couple hours later My baby's in a crowded elevator [burps] That little
They try to take advantage of a nigga 'cause I'm black They lookin' at me strange, so I'm lookin' at they ass back I got a little problem, so I'm writin
out of this ordinary, everyday rut And if we get swept away by one of those perfect days When the sun is sinkin' low at dusk And wind up a little deeper
badge means you suck, a child lays there dead. As you look back, what goes through your head? Some still call him pig. Some still call him pig.
oink! [Excuse me?] Oink, you're a pig [Excuse me?!] Listen go away man, I don't wanna get arrested I wanna rest, I wanna sleep [Look, you're coming with me] All my little
gat He put the night stick to my back, so I think I'm done, the pig's got my gun It isn't lookin' good, I got ink on my thumb Another pig walked in,
Cube! Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley Good boy went to school, out in the valley Fuck it, lemme make this understood Speakin' on mama's little
