"Crash And Burn"
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(feat. Rakaa)
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[Chorus]
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Crash and burn crash and burn crash and burn tonight
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We're gonna keep on partyin till the wake of daylight
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[Tim]
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Rosy is a Puerto Rican porn star; that girl knows how to get down
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Makin money, makin movies, lying always on tour, took off her clothes on the ground
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Then one said: "Wake up Tim, its midnight, its a city out there to go for a ride"
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Like two vampires, we ride through the cities, we sleep as dogs backside
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I don't give a fuck, never did never would, never could back down, not one time
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So I'm gonna keep, makin music, makin records, keep tellin people what's on my mind
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I'm the same kid that I ever was even though I have platinum plaques on my walls
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And I dress in black and its a fact I don't give a god damn at all
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[Chorus]
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[Rob]
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I think back to better days, took a license to ill
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Before i ever held someone fell in love with the bills
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Back before I had to ride and go hunt for a kill
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Way before I tried to rhyme and go hunt for a deal
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Its real survives with guns playin only from the shoulders
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Wrong way down a one way still avoid the rollers
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Still i beat a motherfucker like its going outta style
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Tried to cheat me outta my cash so i beat it out his child
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Im wild, my pupild diliated same as my people
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Im the only mother present to build you a church steeple
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Speak evil to the world teach all the boys and girls
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That they cant trust no one, show them FUCK what you heard
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Cause I mind my own business and I do my own dirt
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And i make my own money cause I got my own work
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I swear somebody better send a ceast and desist
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Before i squeeze it with my fist and they cease to exist
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[Chorus]
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[Guest]
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A party was bash for as long it was lasted
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Some turn cash like hash to ashes
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Some dash, but hot slugs run the fastest
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Who we fought to eat, unless we fasting
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But thugs are not like most actors cast it
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Thugs might blast and smash your casket
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America's worst fear, white, brown and black kids, together
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fed up, strapped up and tatted
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bald heads, jerry curls, classic perms,
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various sets that'll flash off sherm
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toast to a new day having its turn
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tequila, the bottle is like a bath for worms
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the paranoid, that's way past concerned
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i hope the country and the world get past this term
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this is show and tell, so the class will learn
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party go until the cops come and crash and burn
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[Chorus]
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Crash and Burn
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The Transplants |