I'll tell you what We'll all have a good time We'll pull on the drug And hey, hey if everybody try on the mike I'll tell you all these motherfuckin'
twice, then I hit it again Hit it in Meridian Make that bitch rub her clit again Pinch the nipples on her tit again Suck my dick until she spit again
all these mutha-fuckin' jokes But first, I'ma start it off like this Hey, help me sing it, homeboy Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby, that's all we need
Listen up Little girls gather 'round Let me tell you all about my day I got blown around By a big bad wolf's gaze As I took a little trip to town Took
train Now you've burned out all my money Just as much as you could take And then your love turned bad and now I'm mad 'Cos I made a big mistake But
the chains I'm gritty little something here puttin' down pain Since I was six, runnin' with the pound It's been goin' down, I'm city to city, town to town
Where the sun goes up and the sun comes down nothing ever changes in a border town It turns around and starts all over again It's alcohol and nicotine
pink cotton candy When it's all over they'll all head on down To the rodeo dance some midnight romance When the big rodeo comes to town The bands playing
's great to have us all out on a road trip again this is gonna be fun" [all agree] M2: "whoa,do you smell that skunk" All: "yeah M
Joe: "Oh my, oh yer dead." M2: "Yeah, I'm dead, man." Joe: "That is awefull." M2: "There's a big white light and everything, man." Joe: "Yeah! Well you showed us all
I am there; catch me if you can, catch me if you dare". At all th4ese moments, and all these daydreams, and all our breaths which dream idly into deaths, deaths: at all
quick, you the hoe, I'm the pimp Together we'll never be broke again I put it down, big pimp right up out the town Got another hoe, and every night I
Lavel (Shaggy!) We got uhh, Twiztid! (Monoxide, Madrox!) Esham? (ABK!) Big Blaze and Violent J! (Lavel) You say you got five on my tender? You can bend her over
] 'Cause I'm known as the rat, what, so I'ma have ta Throw a little faster, when y'all witness The funkiest cuts that are made in the business So when y'all
, tell your man to watch his back and duck them strays 'Cuz I been in a rage lately Hopin' God'll forgive me for all the sin and all the woman All the
head, always a tack head You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead As sex, drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality Y'all don't
morning. `Cause I wanted to look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American
And a first class ticket Destination movie land I will be in Hollywood, Mama Before the roosters crow again When I first started playing music Over sixteen years ago Every big town