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This is a fun night for dancing directly in the devil's gunsight Carousing in the crosshairs yeah secreting sunlight Laughing in the face of a fucking demon Jumping screaming Something seeming wrong Sing the song until it's done right Ring the gong to start the pit fight Until an emcee get their shit right And by emcee I mean human Just a body I'm consuming Certain death is looming in the rafters And we got what he's after So let's make a disaster With love light and laughter Sacrifice a bunk crunk rapper Skin him like a trapper Keeper of the rapture Reaper of the captured meat Peeper of the beat Your shit's weak you're up shit's creek I'm geeking heat seeking beat peeping Mic tweaking brain leaking rap beacon Nothing ever ended so I don't know where to begin My whole life is like a long weekend Used to be a church deacon Let loose herds of words to get nerds freaking Birds cheeping that means the end of the evening Come on everybody in the room that's still breathing Pick up your bones pull out your cell phones On to the afterparty yeah come on yo we leaving So knock knock who is it It's time for a visit From that old time party rhyme I know you miss it If you got a problem throw it in a bottle Like a scale model of a ship Yeah that's right dismiss it Or is it the end of the world I hardly think so Even if it's last call you can get another drink yo There's only five years left until 2012 But this is fun this is fun this is fun Don't let anyone tell you different It's the incorrigable unignorable explorable nobleman Gnawing at your feet like a Doberman Sober when I'm sleeping Cobra when I'm creeping Wolf up in the sheep Dirty demon and I'm leaping Novel reading hovel dwelling Rap cretin craft selling Look at an emcee's head like Gallagher look at a watermelon Rebelling pre-selling tickets Got to pay the Grinch Hip hop's Terry Gilliam slash David Lynch I paid the bitch That's why I get to fuck her But don't get mad get glad girls I'm still a sucker I love falling in love Doing Dionysian drugs I'm increasing the hugs and decreasing the thugs I love increasing the pace So sink your teeth in the bass I leave an emcee looking like that they had pleats in their face Smoke lareets and get blazed with my feet in your face Defeat you in a race Delete you not a trace What a waste cut a face Got that movie butter taste But I'm laced with LSD-25 so get live in the fucking place Chug a case of Coors go on tours kick open doors Out in the rain while it pours while you eat between snores Hit up stores buy a water take a piss Buy a water take a piss Buy a water take piss buy a water and some papers smoke a spliff Life is jumping off a cliff Hey guess what meathead I don't give a motherfucking shit about street cred So knock knock who is it It's time for a visit From that old time party rhyme I know you miss it If you got a problem throw it in a bottle Like a scale model of a ship Yeah that's right dismiss it Or is it the end of the world I hardly think so Even if it's last call you can get another drink yo There's only five years left until 2012 But this is fun this is fun this is fun Don't let anyone tell you different So knock knock who is it It's time for a visit From that old time party rhyme I know you miss it If you got a problem throw it in a bottle Like a scale model of a ship Yeah that's right dismiss it Or is it the end of the world I hardly think so Even if it's last call you can get another drink yo There's only five years left until 2012 But this is fun this is fun this is fun Don't let anyone tell you different
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Zachary Eli Lint Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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