Oh i gotta face the day
In the back trunk, half dead ya lay
Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe
The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks
How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats
Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe
Six and a half million
Can’t you see just how long my run
Our friendship grew, we were another's half
If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass
Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different
And maybe if i just drink half i'll be half buzzed
Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back
Take me away away
In the back trunk, half dead ya lay
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