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CRASH AND BURN LYRICS


Chorus (2x)
Crash and burn
Crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We’re going to keep on partying until the wake of daylight

Yea Roy sees a Puerto Rican porn star
That girl knows how to get down
Making money, making movies later whores on tours
Roy said dropping all clothes on the ground
Now wake Tim, it’s midnight, there’s a city out there to go ride
Like two vampires riding through the city slip the backside
I don’t give a fuck
I never did, never would, never could back down on 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 got platinum plaques on my wall
I dress in black and it’s a fact That I don’t give a God damn at all

Chorus (2x)

I think back to better days
Served a license to ill
Before I ever held  some and fell in love with bills
Back before I had to go for a ride to hunt for a kill
Way before I tried to rhyme and go hunt for a deal
It’s real, survive with gun play and throw them from the shoulders
Wrong way down a one way and still avoid the rollers
Still I’ll beat a motherfucker like its going out of style
Try to cheat me out of my cash so I beat it out of his child
I’m Wild.  My pupils dilated same as my peoples
I’m the only president who built you a church steeple
Speak evil to the world teach all the boys and girls
 That they can’t trust no-one.
Show them fuck 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 swear someone better send a cease and desist
Before I squeeze them to my fist and they cease to exist

Chorus (2x)

Our party was a bash for as long as it lasted
Some turned cash like hash to ashes
Some dash while hot slugs run the fastest
We fought to eat unless we fasted
But thugs are not like most actors casted
Thugs might blast then smash your casket
America’s worst fear white brown and black kids together
Faired up strapped and tatted
Bald heads, jerry curls and classy perms
Various sets that will flash our sperm
Close to a new day having its term
Tequilla, the bottle is like a bath for worms
They’re paranoid that’s way past concern
Hope the country and the world get past his term
This is show and tell so the class will learn
Party going until the cops come crash and burn

Chorus (2x)
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