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Crabby's, he shouted 'slainte bha'
While Midnight was bein chatted up, by a bar room girl called Pam
Who said well howdy stranger, would ye buy us a Babycham
of coke, crack
Or whatever take into her room closed the door and locked it
It had Ron confused
Why didn't his mom love him and leave him in trouble
It was
scumbag in court, they call him the dirtiest
Two weeks later, she got picked up by a sheriff comin' by
Just to come back to the place that made her wanna
yea 
Yea 
You know where it is 
Next door from Cornell crib 
Block party still lit
Man the kid gettin' big 
Wait 
Rock rock rock with me yea 
Vibe vibe
What a beautiful day for me and mine
Think I could do this all the time
And when I think that there's no more
There's a party right next door
never know what's next

I got things to do I'll never get bored
I'm on a mission and I head out the door
Rolling through my hood and waving at my friends
by four and do it in the mud
Rudy wants to scoot a boot on the dance floor
Marty wants a party with the girl next door
But all I wanna do is punch this
this check
My girl told me we blessed
I said I know what's next
She said whatever we gon' win
I know it's time we glow 
They can't stop us we don't
We
eehh
Where am from it's all about the money
And the cars and the girls
And di tugs in di club
Where am from twenty grand fi di kicks pon mi foot
Swag hot
You should stop by yeah you and your friend
Drunk off the spades playing with the aces
Fucking in the car like we was teenagers
You over 21 I don't care
I know this girl named Broulette lette lette
The coolest woman I ever met, met, met
I never tried to hook it up, up, up
But I used to fantasize about
earth
Stepping on the beat, think I'm going commando
Boutta kill this shit, now you calling me Rambo
Mind racing too fast, made by Lambo
Body can't keep
Yeah, I don't know why she wants to get next to me every night. We're fighting tonight. I'm getting extra cream, please. Let me do not leave by me.
the door
And I just tried to run away and hide
But you grabbed me by the hand
And said forever we will stand
And I will always be by your side
Cause you are
thoughts now and then
And how they are all controlled by some other men

We sin and repent it’s a cycle just again and again 
People blame their kin while
on a deserted stretch,
All alone, in a dead phone zone, a pretty girl in a pink bikini,
Bruised and bleeding, tears like rain, she was on the edge.
My name is
hiding? It's inconvenient, but I've been biding my time
Thinking that I've been sliding by, trying to cover up my crimes
Committed against humanity,
La, la, la, la

I met this girl late last year
She said don't you worry if I disappear
I told her I'm not really looking for another mistake
I called
first game and Im feelin all explosive
Call me Mr propane Boom
I let it go but this aint frozen
Chosen by the Og to kick the fucking doors in
They better
Down, down the beers go down
We gonna jam till all the beers go down

Now my friend Mo who lives next door
Owns the local bottle store 
I leave my keys
Drank with the rich, and ate with the poor
My girl ain't dressed well told her redress the Feds knocking on the door
Hop out the four by four, you know
homeboy sitting next to me

I'm right here sitting on the passenger side
I can feel that tonight we ain't partying light
I got a V on my boots and my suits
Let's begin this session by talking bout the oppression that the foreigners face
Yeah we ain't catching no break, and they spit on our face
Say we
girl
cnd I'm not no pretender
I got enough to start a war
Make them haters Surrender

Now you know
I'm a soldier
By the way that I walk
Now you know
I'm

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