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through a fuckin' room
I'm in flight
Nigga so geeked that I ain't feeling right
And I just wanna come down
Get back home from Mars
Call a fucking paramedic

It's motherfucking Antichristmas
I'm gonna eat all the ham that I can!
Party time, just hand me the knife
I'm gonna butcher the swine
Like it was

jumpin from dusk til dawn
Fuck wit me lil' baby im the one
Got 'em lookin up like baby im the sun
We just came to party we just wanna have fun
Money when I

us sink to our knees
Pour yourself the hair of the dog
Fill up your black jacks high with grog
Gulp it down lads
CRACK THE HOGS HEAD LETS GET WASTED!!!

knows me 
'Cah I made her strip like the front line
Fuck a party I ain't got time to rave
Got a Ferrari in the microwave
Me and my girl went

1998 to be exact 
Moved from the hood to the burbs. 
That's a facts
Met my cousin 
We really started bussing
Started bussing
Yeah
No discussion 
That's

a Checkpoint Charlie
He didn't crack a smile
But it's no laughing party
When you've been on the murder mile
All it takes is one itchy trigger
One more widow one

Trees for breakfast, eat brunch by noon 
24 Davins, only showin the lip 
The rest of the women, same color as the whip 
Jump out and crack a nigga shit

"Livin' rough and raw"
"Fuck the law" (Free Gzuz)
"Do you wanna mess with this?" (Eh)
"I bring it to you live"
"From the crew that sets it off by

MY VICIOUS SIDE

Bekay

Let the Ghosts Sing

rap-right-till-i-fail//
Failure ain't really an option// from here to Compton// 
They snorting molly dust mix with Oxycontin//


No surprise party here I rip shit then

People Ever Ask You?

Mac Mall, The Confident One

Young Black Brotha Records: Greatest Hits, Vol. 1

2003

an if you as cold as starvin' 
nobody put a nickle in your cup 
reprehensible attitudes is what we dealin' wit 
an in this Millennium we die 
from one