Forensics Friday night, feeling all right I'm looking for a baby, shes going to do me right I aint got no friends, I aint got no car Got no reasoning, got no cigar But I will tell you one thing, girl I'm looking right because I got my goatee It does me right But when I fuck-up, I have to tell you I left a single strand of hair deep in her crotch. I compair hair Then I send them to the chair I compair hair Then I send them to the chair Rub her, cock, skin, hair, semen Leave yellow spots on the sheets You know you cant identify demons It lies in my heart not in my genes There is cunt hair up my nose Lawyer has got to suppress the blow He has got a beat, needs a snort Or else you are a dead pig in court. I compair hair Then I send them to the chair I compair hair Then I send them to the chair I met the babe late at night She saw my face and had a big fright I wanted to fuck, she wanted to run But, I had a gun Got caught by Salt Lakes finest Had to go to trial before Johnny Quest. I compair hair Then I send them to the chair I compair hair Then I send them to the chair Qunicy M.D., You stay away from me I dont care about your technology You take my stool sample and then you take me to a cell. You could get gassed for a hair off your ass You could get shot for a small piece of your snot A man is going to get hung with a small piece of his dung So hide your cum away or it will be exhibit A. I compair hair Then I send them to the chair I compair hair Then I send them to the chair