it's cocktail time, in the bowels of hell it's kinda hot an' it's really full but don't worry, pal, 'cause i've saved your stool it's happy hour, at
Traduzione: D.o.a. Cocktail Time In Hell.
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a hoe ass nigga from Osbourne High youse a hoe ass nigga, and I can't lie [Moebadis] Youse a small change nigga, standin around Youse a hoe ass nigga
a flailin' and the sirens a wailin', what a roar Bands are a playin' and flags are a waivin, and the Vanguard's and Motorcycle Corps Clowns are a clownin
evidence or clues bitch you gets a date wit yo moms But you gets robbed by the luniz fool If I was a bum I'd be straight to ride out Fuck a piece of
Drums a flailin' and the sirens a wailin', what a roar! Bands are a playin' and flags are a wavin' And the Vanguards and Motorcycle Corps Clowns are a
or fall off into the internal hell that's uncharted Light travels at the rate of 186,000 miles per second through time and space, until it reach a target
is or fall off into the internal hell that's uncharted Light travels at the rate of 186,000 miles per second through time and space, until it reach a
