Didn't go to school and I
Never been in a church
Those Social workers got me pinned up as the worst
I've always been a thief
Crime is my game
Sure, call the police
They know my name
Even tho' I'm trouble, kids look up to me
Gotta bust your bubble, nothin's for free
Got veins of wire, hey, got some speed
I'm bad luck, ain't worth a fuck
Here comes trouble
Yes, here comes trouble
And I'll make you see double
'Cause here comes trouble
When I walk up the street
Your mama locks the door
She don't want her little girl to fuck around with me no more
I bet you can smell me
From a mile away, yeah
Sure, take a straight look up
I make the buildings sway, yeah
