Booze On
Oh
Booze all in my cup
Pour the booze all in my cup
When the ruse up, I'm gone
Get ya wacked oh
Sick fuck
Don't touch her backbone
Long as your hands up
I ain't gotta say some
When ya booze on
You put the moves on
Now put the screws in
And meet the new don
It Ended with an ooh la
And to my defense I'm kinda pale
The friends of mine'll cancel
All the bullshit in the mail, right?
No roots, channel loose
Find the cable
High fist fight
Hand of god
Motherfucker you decide
Scared myself to death
I recollect the number times
Oh twice no deaths
Baby I don't wanna fight
For my life
Getting nude, hang loose
For the night
Play your own game
I'm kinda frustrated
I'm the opponent
And still we role play
The most say I'm insane
But that's a nickname
Split you with a knife
Skin tight? Hold a switchblade
Better save ya life
Nah. But I been tired of the booze
How do I comprendo when your ill?
While the big bad hands'll
Get around, get a feel
Get a list make a letter
Gather round
Wanna hear?
Leather bound
For the fear
Listen now
Ew
That's why they don't like you
You've just got an ego
But it goes up like a rifle
Nose up like an instinct
Maintain a disciple
Put your hands up
Not a blink in
If they open
Take an eyeful
Yeh
How ya feeling man?
You need a cup?
Or a little bit of ritalin?
I'm feeling stuck
As in the mud
It kinda sucks
When ya gotta be the reason because
You're done
Get ya wacked oh
Sick fuck
Don't touch her backbone
Long as your hands up
I ain't gotta say some
When ya booze on
You put the moves on
Now put the screws in
And meet the new don
It Ended with an ooh la
And to my defense I'm kinda pale
The friends of mine'll cancel
All the bullshit in the mail, right?
No roots, channel loose
Find the cable
High fist fight
Hand of god
Motherfucker you decide
Booze all in my cup
Pour the booze all in my cup
When the ruse up, I'm gone
Get ya wacked oh
Sick fuck
Don't touch her backbone
Long as your hands up
I ain't gotta say some
When ya booze on
You put the moves on
Now put the screws in
And meet the new don
It Ended with an ooh la
And to my defense I'm kinda pale
The friends of mine'll cancel
All the bullshit in the mail, right?
No roots, channel loose
Find the cable
High fist fight
Hand of god
Motherfucker you decide
Scared myself to death
I recollect the number times
Oh twice no deaths
Baby I don't wanna fight
For my life
Getting nude, hang loose
For the night
Play your own game
I'm kinda frustrated
I'm the opponent
And still we role play
The most say I'm insane
But that's a nickname
Split you with a knife
Skin tight? Hold a switchblade
Better save ya life
Nah. But I been tired of the booze
How do I comprendo when your ill?
While the big bad hands'll
Get around, get a feel
Get a list make a letter
Gather round
Wanna hear?
Leather bound
For the fear
Listen now
Ew
That's why they don't like you
You've just got an ego
But it goes up like a rifle
Nose up like an instinct
Maintain a disciple
Put your hands up
Not a blink in
If they open
Take an eyeful
Yeh
How ya feeling man?
You need a cup?
Or a little bit of ritalin?
I'm feeling stuck
As in the mud
It kinda sucks
When ya gotta be the reason because
You're done
Get ya wacked oh
Sick fuck
Don't touch her backbone
Long as your hands up
I ain't gotta say some
When ya booze on
You put the moves on
Now put the screws in
And meet the new don
It Ended with an ooh la
And to my defense I'm kinda pale
The friends of mine'll cancel
All the bullshit in the mail, right?
No roots, channel loose
Find the cable
High fist fight
Hand of god
Motherfucker you decide
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Writer(s): Die The Monk
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