[J-Ro] Yeah, it's the return of three drunk mothafuckas Huh, yeah, it's Tha Liks We gots Stan the guitar man in the house Mothaclucka, uh, uh [J-Ro]
Yeah, it's the return of three crunk mothafuckas Huh huh, yeah, it's tha Liks We gots Stan the guitar man in the house Mothaplucka, uh, uh, say what?
and the pit fell in A funeral bell tolled the hour in A lonely drunkard slumbering Not the twang of the guitar Not even the siren wail of pain Not the shadows
