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Chocolate Milk Love
01:45
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you be the syrup, i'll be the cubes. add some dairy to our love watch perfect portions fuse.
fill me up a cup of your chocolate milk love.
you be the straw, i'll be the pint. can't have one without the other girl, we'll be sippin' chocolate milk all night.
fill me up a cup of your chocolate milk love.
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2. |
So Was I
02:28
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jesus was a carpenter, hell well so was i.
does that make me the lord's son?
i can make cabinetry within the nick of time,
but i feel i'm going to hell when i'm done.
//\\..i'll be crying tears of joy from the dead lamb of god.
i'll be bathing in a pool of john the baptist's blood...//\\
mary had an illegitimate child, hell well so did i.
does that make me the saving grace?
sometimes all it takes is a little ol' white lie
to wipe that look of shame from yer face.
//\\..//\\
god gave man fish and bread, hell well so did i.
does that make me the creator of the divine?
in this song anyone i did not mean to offend,
but yer stories sound a lot like nursery rhymes.
//\\...//\\
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3. |
Bloodstained Honor
02:27
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this land it holds a price tag the natives knew
steal the land beneath their feet to paint red white and blue
the man did come from england carried law across the sea
to rape and pillage every village and bring them to their knees
i cant sleep due to my dreams and the dreams of my forefathers
the land on which i catch these z's was gained through bloodstained honor
when the gavel reigns down millions die from genocide and slaughter
do yer best put six in yer chest; we'll end this fucking problem
with muskets and our bayonets we took a couple lives
but small pox in the blankets took entire fucking tribes
culture now is towering with steel that scrapes the sky
grass becomes the pavement, the trees can fuckin die
i cant sleep due to my dreams and the dreams of my forefathers
the land on which i catch these z's was gained through bloodstained honor
when the gavel reigns down millions die from genocide and slaughter
do yer best put six in yer chest; we'll end this fucking problem
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4. |
Gettin' Blazed
02:08
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smokin bongs blunts and tons of pipes
ive hit a tin can once or twice
i love gettin high on mary jane
smokin indo', outdo', dro, fa sho'
light another bowl man i love to toke
even if it's laced im gettin blazed
i love getting high on mary jane
smokin bifters, beefters, spliffs and doobs
3 skin, 4 skin, knifers too
i love gettin high on mary jane
i dont give a damn if its nugged or hash
O.G kush or the bottom of the bag
even if its laced im gettin blazed
i love gettin high on mary jane
vaporizer, percolator, double chamber know or later?
triple-tiered grinder so we got kief later
i love gettin high on mary jane
i love to vape it, smoke it, roll it, toke it
i'll white wall yer bong and i aint jokin
even if its laced im gettin blazed
i love getting high on mary jane
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5. |
Drinkin' Beer
01:19
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drinkin beer
smokin weed
out of weed
got some weed!
drinkin beer....
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6. |
Irish Car Bombs
02:54
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we'll be drinkin irish car bombs till our cltohes fall off tonight. drinkin irish car bombs till our clothes fall off tonight.
i'll be dancing naked underneath the pale moon light
what do you like to do when you like to party?
me, i might wind up dancing at your door.
what do you like to do when you like to party?
me, i might wind up lying naked on your floor
we'll be drinkin shots of jager till our clothes fall off tonight
drinkin shots of jager till our clothes fall off tonight
i'll be dancing naked underneath the pale moon light
what do you like to do when you like to party?
me, i might wind up dancing at your door.
what do you like to do when you like to party?
me, i might wind up lying naked on your floor
we'll be drinkin irish car bombs till our cltohes fall off tonight. drinkin irish car bombs till our clothes fall off tonight.
i'll be dancing naked underneath the pale moon light
what do you like to do when you like to party?
me, i might wind up dancing at your door.
what do you like to do when you like to party?
me, i might wind up lying naked on your floor
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i dont need your tailor made, tonight i roll my own.
i dont need to chong a bong just yet, im already blown
dont ask me why i love getting high
tell me mister officer, how'd you get that badge?
from violence, lying, and bribing the judge to condemn all these innocent men
dont ask me why i love getting high
i'm spanging for that 40 man you know i got my ways
still sparkin them bowls even if the police is looking my way
dont ask me why i love getting high
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8. |
Where Were You?
02:41
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where were you last friday night i was drowning in hell?
are you scared to live in sin? i wouldn't worry with the mess that we're in...
where were you last monday night like i couldn't tell?
are you scared to live in sin? i wouldn't worry with the mess that we're in...
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the Sidewalk Slammers Houston, Texas
the sidewalk slammers are a mischievous group of hooligans who enjoy partyin', drinkin', smokin', dancin', and all around hootin' and a hollerin'!!! damn-skippy
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