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    [Chorus x2:]
    Crash and burn crash and burn crash and burn tonight
    We're gonna keep on partyin till the wake of daylight

    Rosy is a Puerto Rican porn star; that girl knows how to get down
    Making money, making movies, lying always on tour, took off her clothes on the ground
    Then one said: "Wake up Tim, its midnight, its a city out there to go for a ride"
    Like two vampires, we ride through the cities, we sleep as dogs backside
    I don't give a fuck, never did never would, never could back down, not one time
    So I'm gonna keep, making music, making records, keep telling people what's on my mind
    I'm the same kid that I ever was even though I have platinum plaques on my walls
    And I dress in black and it's a fact I don't give a goddamn at all


    I think back to better days, took a license to ill
    Before i ever held someone fell in love with the bills
    Back before I had to ride and go hunt for a kill
    Way before I tried to rhyme and go hunt for a kill
    Its real survives with guns playin only from the shoulders
    Wrong way down a one way still avoid the rollers
    Still i beat a motherfucker like its going outta style
    Tried to cheat me outta my cash so i beat it out his child
    Im wild, my pupild diliated same as my people
    Im the only ? ...church steeples
    Speak evil to the world teach all the boys and girls
    That they cant trust no one, show them what you heard
    Cause I mind my own business and I do my own dirt
    And i make my own money cause I got my own work
    I sware somebody better send a ceast and desist
    Before i squeeze it with my fist and they cease to exist


    A party was bash for how long it was lasted
    Some turn cash like hash to ashes
    some dash hot slugs run the fastest
    Who we fought to eat, unless we fasting
    But thugs are not like most actors casted
    Thugs might blast and smash your casket
    America's worst fear, white, brown and black kids, together
    fed up, strapped up to tatted
    bald heads, jerry curls, classic perms, .......
    toast to a new day having its turn
    tequila, the bottle is like a bath for worms
    the paranoid, that's way past concerned
    i hope the country and the world get past this term
    this is show and tell, so the class will learn
    party go until the cops come and crash and burn

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