were blunt - your cunts were blunt - your cunts were blunt - your cunts were blunt we we are blunt were proud and were punk from england and now that we are
to rolling shit up You motherfuckers ain’t smoking You just holding shit up Now here we go Let’s get up, get down hold up a blunt I smoke the kinda stuff
the internet Trying to, lure your kids, wit him into bed It's a, sick world we live in these days Slim for pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs! Sheez you guys are
and watch her belly flop [Chorus:] As the World Turns These are the days of our lives These are the things that we must go through Day by day [Eminem:] We
heavy sales And just fuck an leave D12 and this blunt We can't self destruct I've never felt it this much Come on fellas, get up. We got to fight like
bumping (ohh) We give ya what you want Some that thing lil some one of Just like your mamma nigga this beats Chunky Look imma be real blunt We punch up cops, no, we
to the fruit stand And dre, kane, he’s the 40’s in hand Powercat geronimo is in the distance The fifths are coming, the fifths are coming Hit up, lit up the blunt
a trip out I make you niggaz jump up bitches they want to love us Open in all over my clit straight watching the niggaz cum up Other bitches are trouble
me now!!) [Busta Rhymes] Welcome.. We are now in the current state of the Anarchy We fight, to survive niggaz We fight, to rule our own government We
And have a nigga driving wreckless till you making him crash (Hah, c'mon) we making money and shit Now pop your muffin while we be watching you shaking
my triple beams wit Until they start takin my people to the precint That's all back in the day yo, that ain't nuttin recent Cuz nowadays we see women we
get it) Chorus: lord have mercy, rah digga L: turn the heat up Cause we about to creep up *come get it* L: it’s off the meter Plus we tear the street
back on the wall and let her throw her ass, that’s what a thug do Put it down, rep how we rep, niggaz know we ball If you ain’t know we bought out the
to roll you right Like a dodgy blunt (ho) – pick'in thrown off the side [Chorus:] To all my hustla niggas Ball-N (ball-n) To all you bitch ass niggas we
, RUN Doc with the shotty and we both catch a body with Cypress Hill Yeah! (Chorus: B-Real) We don't give a fuck, we live it up till the day we die You
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boys, and little white girls will one day hold hands together. Shit. Is that where it's at?Is that where it's at now? Them little blacks hands are
then check his beeper He's clockin them chicks and bucks Gettin, his little dick sucked by the, clucks And will he do dirt? Fool oh please Little locs are