It's my, given right
to talk all night about
political strife.

I am a wanted man,
makin' my jump for
Interstate flight.

My life's so complete,
I got more babies
than I know how to feed.

I tend to turn to crime,
A good legbreaker with
a violent side.

Hold the line Mister Operator,
you got time Mister Operator.
This could be my last dime.

Time, you messed with my mind,
you got more ticks
than a mutt that's blind.

I know you're impressed with my show,
betcha never thought
I'd be on Death Row?

I shine like Lincoln Rhyme,
trapped like a sucka
with a single dime.

Don't hang up on my call,
I never shoulda beat you
in that restaurant.

Hold the line Mister Operator,
you got time Mister Operator.
This could be my last dime.

Hold the line Mister Operator,
you got time Mister Operator.
This could be my last...