WAYNE COCAINE

ITS THE BLOOD.

IT THE BRUISE.

ITS THE STRAW THAT TIES THE NOOSE.

ITS A ROLLED UP DOLLAR BILL

THAT'LL GIVE YOU LITTLE CHILLS

MAKE YA SWEAT IN THE WINTERTIME

SNOW IN THE SUMMERTIME

DAWN YOUR SWEAT SUITS

AND GOLDEN CHAINS

YOURE ABOUT TO MAKE THE AQUAINTENCE OF

WAYNE COCAINE