This is how we use to get the party started
we use to
kick in and then carted all the bottles
and we
got em all out'a the trunk
drank em up and got drunk
sick punks we are but we gotta
reason to be who we are
and we
don't care about what people think
we just start **** like a motor roarin'
so we
don't take **** from no one
we just have fun all we want
we don't need help from nobody
we just gotta get up off our feet
and start this party
dancin' freakishly like some maniac
on crack and we then pull out the ex (tasty) from a little ziploc baggy
get so high and take pot so much
we start bein' called fatties cause of the pot symptoms it touch
but again we don't feel helpless
we can do what we've always wanted
let's just get to be america's most wanted
pull out the mac 11 and start helpin' myself
let's go out and shoot up the
schools the bullies use to take control of the rules
but we
won't feel like they dominate us again
they won't
ever in they lives grin again
after
we pull up and get the machetes out to cut them up
take out the mac 11 and shoot at a bully holdin' a glock
we don't care anymore we go careless |