(Skatenigs)
I got it made!
This is my world…
I got it made!
This is what I want…
Wake up in the morning and I ask myself: “Why?”
I feel like living in a time to die
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
You live in hell and still in God you trust
I’m the one and only, I’m the only one
Beginning from the end, where you started I am done
Walkin’, stalkin’, always shit talkin’
I don’t give a damn about the moterfuckin’ dollar
See me on the street, hoot and holler
It’s my world, cocksuckin’ motherfuckin’ goddamn right
Doing what I want is my way of life!
I got it made!
This is my world…
I got it made!
This is what I want…
I am Phildo, the motherfuckin’ Phildo
Suckers try to stop me, but they never will do
So I screw you like a teacher, a lesson to be taught
Born to be safe and livin’ on pot
It’s your fault, your words are bought
I kick a lot of ass; verbal assault!
Suckers hope I won’t try when they see me walk by
But I fuck ‘em over with the motherfuckin’ talk-by
I’m talkin’ shit, I’m talkin’ feces
I’m so broke I can’t pick up the pieces
Shoplifting, ain’t no crime
As a matter of fact, it’s a hobby of mine
Like livin’ large and knowing the time
Robbin’ them blind at a drop of a dime
Takin’ what is theirs and makin’ it mine
I wear it, I share it, they can’t believe it
When I declare it, sport it, hoard it
I’ll take it from you if I think you can afford it!
I got it made!
This is my world…
I got it made!
This is what I want…
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
[2:19 – guitar solo]
I got it made!
I got it made!
I got it made!
