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The Transplants
The Transplants


Background information
Genre(s) Punk Rock
Rap Rock
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Hellcat Records
Associated acts 30 Seconds to Mars
+44
Blink-182
Box Car Racer
Expensive Taste
Rancid
Soul Assassins
Cypress Hill
Aquabats
Downfall
Devil's Brigade
Angels And Airwaves
Dance Hall Crashers
Basic Radio
Members
Travis Barker
Tim Armstrong
"Skinhead Rob" Aston



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The Transplants Album


Haunted Cities (2005)
2005
1.
Not Today (featuring Sen Dog)
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3.
4.
What I Can't Describe (featuring Boo Yaa Tribe)
5.
6.
Killafornia (featuring B.Real)
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14.
Crash and Burn (featuring Rakaa)
. . .


Fuck no, not today. No chance, no way.
It's my life, my say. Fuck no, no way.

True love is the bills and the gun
Can't stop, won't stop, till its over and done.
What it looks like, I ain't the one.
Hard times gettin' worse, and it's only begun.
I push the cadillac, gold for rims.
I got everything you want, don't ask me for shit.
I fucked your girl. You should ask about me.
But it couldn't get worse, it's as bad as could be.
Hypocrite, you do it the same
I don't give fuck though, it's part of the game
I go for mine, I go for broke.
I pack a 9', let's smoke.
You want to do it, we can do it, lets go.
You's a punk motherfucker, get done like a ho.
We roll dice, life is a gamble.
Make me a million dollars, make you an example.

Fuck no, not today. No chance, no way.
It's my life, my say. Fuck no, no way.

I got punk rockers all around me.
I got friends who understand me. (What)
So my enemies, they can't stop me.
When the hard times come my friends stand beside me.
Ahh, Check it, my technique is flawless.
Ahh, Wreck it, a fucking lawless.
Sharp as a fox and your flawless.
Judge told the verdict, said "the transplants are timeless".
Get back bitch, run for cover.
Lyin' snitch, watch you stutter.
T-plants, there's no other.
One for one and all my brothers.
I live my life like there's no tomorrow.
I don't give a fuck 'cause that's my motto.
So listen up man, won't you here me now?
Roll with skins and punks and criminals.

Fuck no, not today. No chance, no way.
It's my life, my say. Fuck no, no way.

It's my life, my way.
Everybody does what the fuck I say.
I represent who'se from back in the days.
Real gang bangers from the south of LA.
Keep your mouth shut, cuz I don't wanna hear it.
All the negativity bringing up my spirit.
Matter of fact, don't even come around.
Cuz I don't want people looking at me like I'm a clown.
I'm serious dog, left you out of business.
I'm on a fucking paper chase, can I get a witness?
I ain't hearing but you telling me.
From where I'm standing, you look like an enemy.
Stay back, put your back, keep your distance.
Mac dog been known to set track from a distance.
Don't you take this funny or lightly.
Might cheef or cut or rip you, fool don't ever try to fight me.

Fuck no, not today. No chance, no way.
It's my life, my say. Fuck no, no way.

. . .


I'm gonna be straight with you
This is the end of the world
You either wake up or you don't
Apocalypse now

Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now
Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now

Air force bomber, come with the quickness
Chemical warfare, a bucket of sickness
Annihilation, written thesis
Bomb and leashes, shrapnel pieces

Political dynasty, vigorous lies
Multi-dead, on the rise
Realize, the demise
It's all over, no surprise

Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now
Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now

Chilling with pipe bombs and fun in the sun
Ain't no, Saving Private Ryan but I've taken his guns
'Cause there's a war outside and it's far from bein' done
I only speak for myself I know, I'm not the only one

Fuckers got us with the planes, set us back on 911
Families endure the pain, got a twisted view of Heaven
Need a rabbi or a reverend, I just follow the ghost
I keep an extra 4 pounds, right up under my coat

Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now
Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now

Cruise missiles are soarin'
Helicopters are whirlin'
Crusty cops are firin'
Bomb shelters are siren

Soldiers are crawlin'
Politicians stallin'
Insurgents prawlin'
Casualties are risin'

Life is a nightmare, I dream it all day
Nothin' as a promise, no, I won't hold I breath
Still talkin' to death, still chokin' the rest
Don't know when no one can be trusted, only once for the left

Steppin' out I'm in the dark, you wanna keep me in the cold
Rippin' out ain't that your heart, I'm-a causin' to explode
'Cause you're screwin' money, law mother fucker '95
You don't know me keep on movin', I'm just tryin' to stay alive

Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now
Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse now

. . .


Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell
drugs

You stand by me
I stand by you
If there is a fight I'm the one to come to
Good and bad, times we've been through
You got my back and I got yours too
All of my life you are in my crew
I'd do anything for you
Beat someone black and blue
Black and blue I'd do anything for you

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Try to tell 'em leave us alone
Still ridin' with them fellas down that unknown road
No tell 'em, I told 'em before
Wouldn't listenin'
No more bitchin'
Leave 'em all on the floor
I know
You think it's money
Your dead 'till it hurts
Thats why I still got that needle, and I still got that works
Tommorow ain't promised
I'll smoke it today
[Confusing line]
And I'll be on my way

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

It's official, I'm destined to fail
I ain't tryin' to get yo case
I ain't got no money for bail
I'm hurt, I'm in the E.R. before New Year's Eve
Said there's nothing we can do so we suggest that you leave
Dirty G's joints, they don't give a damn
That's a brake, and I'm a scale, break it down in the ground
They said you came so close to losin' now I swear that's the truth
Same shit, different day, man I swear what's the use

It's a different day, with good intentions
I got dirty with two prostentions
I make a living ain't got no pension
For transcriptions for my life on tension
The world is mine, no limit I can do it
Every drama in life I've been through it
Even if I couldn't, I blew it
Regret nothin' I move on and say fuck you

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

. . .


Let the funky beat blaze!

I take my last breath
Its like Im dead inside
Its like Im past it
Its what I cant describe

(Rob sing this):
You said money cant buy me love and that's true
But money can buy me drugs so that's cool
The best of the worst skinhead Rob one and only fully loaded
Riding dirty and I'm feeling kinda lonely
Of a wet one throw back dip in the fifth
Punch drunk with a pistol so I'll probably miss
Any chance that I have to turn my house to a home
Times up, game's over, I'm dying alone

I take my last breath
Its like Im dead inside
Its like Im past it
Its what I cant describe

(Guest sing this)
That's what it is it ain't me to complain
Cut kakies brown chucks white t-shirts and braids
Boo Ya Tribe unexplainable gang
transplanted but i came
west forward so let it flame
they love the music
so let the funky beat blaze
we keep it G'd up
with the heat up
Royal crown, tequila
six trey with the usos
puffin on the silver black guerrilla
on a Saturday after noon
alpines 808 go boom soo oo owee
For the G's and the harmony

I take my last breath
Its like Im dead inside
Its like Im past it
Its what I cant describe

[Bridge sing this)
Cause everyone's victim
And everyone's a target
And everyone's an enemy
The reason that I spark it

(Tim sing this)
In this life I got everything I wanted
Money and fame but I don't flaunt it
Walk through the state undaunted
State of California but the state is haunted
Got a car, get a car, now we're gone
Ain't gonna stop till the early morn
Ain't gonna stop till the break of dawn
I got my crew coming over now I know its on

(Rob sing again)
From the land of the lost where the good die young
Got yer son smoked out in the hood buying guns
Not the first or the last time test me and I'll blast mine
Neighbor versus neighbor and its killing as a past time
I've heard it all before and nope Im not buying
The biggest and the baddest get broke im not lying
I could get get it next you could get it right now
I roll with Samoans, if you want I'll show you how

I take my last breath
Its like Im dead inside
Its like Im past it
Its what I cant describe

. . .


Y'all know what this is
This is what you need to do girl
Let me hold you

I been watching you for a minute
Come through here so sweet scented
In life girl you need me in it
I'm determined to win it

I know what you need
I know what's wrong
I know how to make it tight
Everything'll be all right
If ya let me hold you

And introduce you to my world
And introduce you to the better side of life
That you ain't been seein' girl
I'ma show you where it's at
And I'ma show you how to get it
All you got do is be wit it
And let me hold you

Down like a real man's supposed to
I never would have approached you
If I ain't have intentions on doing good
See dude you wit is so fooled
To me girl you're so cool
And all I'm asking you to do is
Let me hold you

Down like a best friend and two homies in the game
When you cry I wanna feel your pain
No secrets, no games
All excitement, nothing plain
Keep you happy that's my aim
And all you gotta do girl is
Let me hold you

In my arms, in my mind, all the time
I wanna keep you right by my side
'Till I die I'm gonna hold you down
And make sure everything is right wit you
You can never go wrong if you
Let me hold you

Down like a real friend's supposed to
I'm trying to show you the life
That somebody like you should be living
Oh baby baby, you could never go wrong, never
If you let me hold you

I'ma keep you up on what's poppin'
And shake you fresh to death
When we hit the mall we can ball
'Till there's no mo' left

I know you ain't used to it
But you gon' get used to it
'Cause that's the only way I'ma do it
And let me hold you

All the homies think I'm trippin'
'Cause I got you a pad
But see, they just mad
'Cause they ain't get you, they ain't get you

Scorpio is your sign
And girl you're so fine
And I would do whatever in no time, no shine
(Let me hold you)

It's what you're coming with
But I'ma change all that
Rearrange that
Put you in the Range all black

With the rims to match, phone attached
TV's in the back
How you gon' say no to that, huh?
Let me hold you

Niggas look at me like, 'Man, here you go
Really 'bout to blow some dough
But ain't nobody did it before
So why is you so gung ho'?

'Cause I believe
This was meant to be
I just gotta work at it
Like a crack addict up in rehab

In my arms, in my mind, all the time
I wanna keep you right by my side
'Till I die I'm gonna hold you down
And make sure everything is right wit you
You can never go wrong if you
Let me hold you

Down like a real friend's supposed to
I'm trying to show you the life
That somebody like you should be living
Oh baby baby, you could never go wrong
If you let me hold you

Down down around
Atlanta 'lanta, far found
And everybody know now
What I'm tryna do, I say

Down down around
Atlanta 'lanta, far found
I'm just tryna get you to
Let me hold you

Down down around
Atlanta 'lanta, far found
And everybody know now
What I'm tryna do, I say

Down down around
Atlanta 'lanta, far found
I'm just tryna get you to
Let me hold you

In my arms, in my mind, all the time
I wanna keep you right by my side
'Till I die I'm gonna hold you down
And make sure everything is right wit you
You can never go wrong if you
Let me hold you

Down like a real friend's supposed to
I'm trying to show you the life
That somebody like you should be living
Oh baby baby, you could never go wrong
If you let me hold you

. . .


This is Killafornia, home of the killas
Killafornia, home of the killas
Smoke clears, only one winner
Killafornia, home of the killas

So many dreams that I'm chasing
So many fuckers are hating
Somebody show me you hate me
Show me your dog 'cause I'm waiting

Throw me a bowl I'll be bakin'
Only so much that I'm takin'
Handing your privates to Lincoln
Misunderstood and complacent

You wanna stand for what medal
That ain't no medal of honor
You want to strike like a general
But you end up a goner

Bringing a donor to honor
It's only fair that I warn ya
That I'm a killa from California
Waiting for action and drama

If you want it we got it
From prostitutes to narcotics
Have you empty your pockets
I'm fucking pro with the product

There ain't no way you can stop it
I just suggest that you drop it
These fuckers making me cock it
'Cause they mistakingly mock it

I leave 'em blazed and baffled
Like when they cut me with scalpels
Never trying to be grappled
That's why I aim for the apple

From the hood to the castle
I'm still considered an asshole
Grand prize of the raffle
Napalm and shrapnel

This is Killafornia, home of the killas
Killafornia, home of the killas
Smoke clears, only one winner
Killafornia, home of the killas

Got the dreamers and schemers
And the ballas with beamers
So many leeches beneath us
And they wishing they heed us

You'll salute like a fetus
You can never defeat us
Bring all your heaters to heat us
When you attempt to defeat us

You be try to imagine what happens
When you impart with some garbage
Everything in life is so tragic
No matter who is the hardest

No matter who your god is
I'm telling you fuckers regardless
Don't even get me started
I can be so retarded

It's like a blessing from Satan
The world is mine for the taking
Bent over model of makin'
And yet still I'm a shake 'em

We take the name that we breakin'
Any rules that you makin'
Ain't nothing pertaining
I turn a pig into bacon

I'll save my aim for the fuzz
And always make with the glove
Down to spray up the club
And let 'em say who it was

Bitch, I'm a failure at love
Unless you cater to thugs
You can mess me with hugs
I'll fuckin' kiss you with slugs

This is Killafornia, home of the killas
Killafornia, home of the killas
Smoke clears, only one winner
Killafornia, home of the killas

This is Killafornia, home of the killas
Killafornia, home of the killas
Smoke clears, only one winner
Killafornia, home of the killas

. . .


30 ought, buck shot
12 gage, is sure shot
American guns, American guns

30 ought, buck shot
12 gage, is sure shot
American guns, American guns

Well, drop more than two million tons
Ho Chi Minh's trail was sprayed with bombs
Jungles of Laos, knew all along
That the American war had finally come

America, land of the free
They're all minions of democracy
Debauchery, luxury
Bacchanalia's alright to me

30 ought, buck shot
12 gage, is sure shot
American guns, American guns

30 ought, buck shot
12 gage, is sure shot
American guns, American guns

Nah, I won't listen because I've only been lied to
I got a few common enemies and still I despise you
It's a, cold mission, they pull up beside you
In your own territory, it's leaves something inside you

A wise man once told me, "People are strange"
I'm a stranger in a strange land, strange as the days
Yeah, I'm nice with the grouping, I'll stay at the range
38 to the 40 cal, A to the K

30 ought, buck shot
12 gage, is sure shot
American guns, American guns

30 ought, buck shot
12 gage, is sure shot
American guns, American guns

. . .


Madness! Madness!
This is pure madness that we're talking about
Pure madness all the time now
This is pure madness that we're talking about
And I can't believe they wanna do it again

We gonna have to get 'em up, they gonna have to get me off
And you win some you lose some, so take this as loss
And 'cause a motherfuck smiles, don't mean that motherfuckers' soft
I'm laughing all the while, while they come to hall you off

I got the powers got my powder, cops is casing the scene
That's how it goes something in me steady chasing the green
It's strictly cash only basis, but you're digging in your chest
Let's fuck 'em out everybody where it's mutual respect

Madness! Madness!
This is pure madness that we're talking about
Pure madness all the time now
This is pure madness that we're talking about
And I can't believe they wanna do it again

Skinhead rob fuck a bitch, no I never gave a shit
Good or bad present, past, no I never save a bitch
Suck I dick, I need a down, bitch one that ain't too flossy
One that's down to hold my work and bust the heat to get em' off me

She's the baddest, I mean baddest bitch that's up in the club
Same one that's in the parking lot reloading the snug
That's the one who get my love and you can't call it what you want
Or if that bitch is down to ride, that's the bitch that I'mma fuck

Madness! Madness!
This is pure madness that we're talking about
Pure madness all the time now
This is pure madness that we're talking about
And I can't believe they wanna do it again

I'm from the west coast, best coast pump in the trench coat
Nothing like columbine everybody gets smoked
Heard that I got smoked, naw all's I gots smokes
Best Mary Jane right down to the rock coke

You're being jipped, so take 'em to the river
Had to drop a tall can, I was fucking up my liver
Yet, still I deliver like the first of 15
And I still make you quiver like your first 16th

Madness! Madness!
This is pure madness that we're talking about
Pure madness all the time now
This is pure madness that we're talking about
And I can't believe they wanna do it again

. . .


Life in a war zone, you make the wrong move
Remove your torso, guns blow back of the track
Now the blunts roll, onslaught 24/7 now the funds flow
Anybody gets in my way, I let their guts show

Sick farms ain't doing shit without the big bucks
Got you in my sites, bad luck, I bet you're lame ducks
Who game sucks, got to the point, now my gags bust
Come on, man, I don't give a fuck, who wanna test nuts

Scrapping, let's go toe to toe, I start the capping
Shirt stamping, like sherm on a stick, nines are clapping
Who's that then, who wanna be next, I make your back bend
Push comes to shove, no love, I make it happen

There's gotta be more to life than just this
Your life compared to mine is like wine compared to piss
You say, "It gets better", well, fuck that
You don't walk outside your house and feel the need to stay strapped

You never paid rent after cocaine and weed
Man, I dance with the devil but I never get to lead
Don't get me wrong, if I could I'd make a change
Been so bad for so long, any good is so strange

They say, "The grass is greener on the other side", shit
But the fence is in the way now and I ain't buyin' it
I made a cloud of smoke but my feet are on the ground
Even when I'm dead and gone, I'll always be around

I'ma walk to my funeral like my middle name was lynch
In the game riding high, while you fuckers ride the bench
Skinhead rob run by motherfuckers, hit the fence

. . .


If it's on then it's on
From dusk to red dawn
If it's then it's on

I seen them come, I seen them gone
Seen the weak defeat the strong
Seen the ones that finished quick
To the ones that lasted long

I'll pass the bottle and the bong for those
Who understand this song
Forgive me when I'm wrong
And don't forget me when I'm gone

But if it's on then it's on from dusk till red dawn
Murder in my mind, pistols in my palm
I've been through the storms, I appreciate the dawn
Well if it's on then it's on motherfuckers come on

If it's on then it's on
From dusk to red dawn
If it's then it's on

Got my back against the wall, feel the steel on my spine
Makin one false move, I'm goin for mine
Out of sight, out of mind, duck in their one time
In a 7-7 [unverified] California sunshine

Nothing quite like it, this is the city of crime
Avoiding the Feds, [unverified] hard time
Your whole world will change when you're droppin' a dime
And while you rats get fat I'll be aimin' for swine

You picked the wrong man to fuck with
I wish you luck with
It's your knife in my back
I been stuck with

You better duck this
When I swing this
I'm gonna bring this
Fuck you up and swing this

Listen up man, I'll lay you down in a tomb
6 feet deep in a two foot room
And if you think your safe, we'll be coming for you soon
Transplants is on with the 808 boom

If it's on then it's on
From dusk to red dawn
If it's then it's on

Take a swig and pass it back as I swerve
25 in the fast lane puffin the sack
T-Dog and [unverified] we kick it and laugh
Ain't a damn thing changed, still roll with the pack

I love my bad habits, more deadly than crack
I burn on this [unverified] try to relax
But we don't know how to act, so fuckin' you get the smack
Ain't nothing shitty bout my city or the pity it lacks

If it's on then it's on
From dusk to red dawn
If it's then it's on

. . .


Go, Transplants won't forget it
Past debit is will to test it
Beat down, won't regret it
Only when I can, I can accept it

And I speak for the one's who've been kicked hard
'Cause I know what's it's like to be discard and uh
Pushed down and beaten hard and when the times are rough
I'm gonna go step hard

Pay any price, pay any verdict
Transplants gonna take it on, that is for certain

See, see the devil smile, feed the devils child
Pray to Jesus but you've laid it down for a low, low while
Trouble, trouble ways, in a constant maze
It's killafornia, so that's why I'm in a constant haze

Some are born to ride, I seem to wonder why
These sons of bitches still alive and all my home boys die
Can some change the past, I can take it back
Well, I'd like to live what chance to die I gotta make it crack

Pay any price, pay any verdict
Transplants gonna take it on, that is for certain

You, you might lose you might win, you, you might finish or just begin
She, she's stretching the back so bend that bitch is lying again
Intellectual vindication, low minded sophistication
Imparity is my equation, you're gonna get my evaluation

Pay any price, pay any verdict
Transplants gonna take it on, that is for certain

. . .


1,2,3,4,5,6,7
no one here's gonna get to go to Heaven...
the first one to speak, be the first one to leave,
get your loved ones gagged and bound in bed sheets.
six deep, full heap, best be quick on the draw,
you's a snitch, you's a bitch, you get left where you are.
i roll with killa's who got strikes, dealers who catch cases,
SkinHeads and Mohicans, tattoos on their faces.
bring it 'til your dead, bass is, get to bumpin' your gun,
all these cowards talk shit, all these cowards gonna run.
i'm not one, got my gun, got the handle whipped out,
it all goes down, you only go for yourself.
not me, i can't call it, i'd die for the team,
smoking sacks in the shack, getting high with the team.
let it fly with the beam, infra-red on your head,
every last muthafucka wanna leave me for dead.
can't be happy that i'm livin', you pray that i fall,
BUT I'M A DEAD MAN WALKING, I AIN'T LIVIN' AT ALL!
all the time that you hate, it's time that you waste,
wake up fucken wet with a 9 to your face.
in any case, hit the brakes, you're doing too much,
my heart's blacker than the grip in the Grip that i clutch.
who wants what? it goes down, right here in your town,
i swear to god i'm not laughing, with a permanent frown.
don't make a sound, i spit rounds, leave your dick in the dirt,
shotgun, with the shotgun aimed at your heart.
it gets worse, i been cursed, smash your life like a verse,
weed blast, weed mask, when we drive thru' your turf.
nobody came to talk, ain't nobody playin' games,
kickin' everybody's ass, cross out everbody's name.
fucken lame that's how it goes, fuck wax and fuck shows,
fuck the track, fuck the mic', fuck hoes and fuck bro's!
do yourself a favor and keep your thoughts to yourself,
i'm sellin' drugs to my label and my label blew up, without help.
not taking shit from anybody, leavin' spouses in tears,
you'll get mangled if we tangle, i'll be poundin' the peel.
3 chips, who got next? let's go, you get stomped,
anytime, any place, anywhere that you want.
hold your tongue son, you slip, you get fucked,
at your show in the parking lot fightin', won't take long.
leave your whole gash flappin', know why it has happened,
i love to watch you fall like Freeman loves watchin' Patton.
why the fuck would i die and live to please you,
keepin' company with thugs and drugs and heat too.
speed bump, head slice, we aint travelin' light,
as i hit the dipstick bring a tear to my eye.
i stay high, do or die, finding peace in myself,
you live a lie, run and hide, die with everyone else.
fuck the world, kill 'em all, and this you can trust,
'cause muthafuckas hit the dirt when muthafuckas hit the dust.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7 no one here's gonna get to go to Heaven...

. . .


I want it all
I want it all

[Tim:]
Some come hoping to bleed it
Some look up but don't see it
Some are stand up and some seated
Some will take and some leave it
If you're talking shit you're gonna get it
I ain't the one to regret it
I said what I said so believe it
You were humble, kid, now you're conceited

I should have known all along
Fuck 'em

[Rob:]
So what, I got a little wet
More than just a little bit
Lost at the pharmacy
Ambien to Riddlin
Found the ladies, love the pills
Give it to 'em, skip the meals
On her toes designer heals
Expensive habit, flex the deals
It's there for the taking I'll go out myself
Or else I'll be forever waiting after somebody else
You've seen me get mine so why should I pay?
I'd rather rob the dope spots and take their profits away

I want it all
I want it all

[Tim:]
I always confront the approaching
Previous experience is like I get a notion
And I imagine the impending
It's me walking away and it's your life ending
When the crew is falling
And you sit by the phone all alone no one calling,
no longer sprawling, no one trawling, beaten up, broken down and apawling.

And you wanted it all
But you end up with nothing
Ain't that something

I want it all
I want it all

. . .


Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

Rosy is a Puerto Rican porn star
That girl knows how to get down
Makin' money, makin' movies, lying always on tour
Took off her clothes on the ground

Then one said, "Wake up Tim, it's midnight
It's a city out there to go for a ride"
Like two vampires, we ride through the cities
We sleep as dogs backside

I don't give a fuck, never did, never would
Never could back down, not one time
So I'm gonna keep, makin' music, makin' records
Keep tellin' people what's on my mind

I'm the same kid that I ever was
Even though I have platinum plaques on my walls
And I dress in black and it's a fact
I don't give a god damn at all

Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

I think back to better days, took a license to ill
Before I ever held someone fell in love with the bills
Back before I had to ride and go hunt for a kill
Way before I tried to rhyme and go hunt for a deal

It's real survives with guns playin' only from the shoulders
Wrong way down a one way still avoid the rollers
Still I beat a motherfucker like it's going outta style
Tried to cheat me outta my cash so I beat it out his child

I'm wild, my pupild dilated same as my people
I'm the only mother present to build you a church steeples
Speak evil to the world teach all the boys and girls
That they can't trust no one, show them 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 somebody better send a ceast and desist
Before I squeeze it with my fist and they cease to exist

Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

A party was bash for how long it was lasted
Some turn cash like hash to ashes
Some dash hot slugs run the fastest
Who we fought to eat, unless we fasting

But thugs are not like most actors casted
Thugs might blast and smash your casket
America's worst fear, white, brown and black kids, together
Fed up, strapped up to tatted

Bald heads, jerry curls, classic perms
Various sets that'll flash off Sherm
Toast to a new day having its turn
Tequila, the bottle is like a bath for worms

The paranoid, that's way past concerned
I hope the country and the world get past this term
This is show and tell, so the class will learn
Party go until the cops come and crash and burn

Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

Crash and burn, crash and burn
Crash and burn tonight
We're gonna keep on partyin'
Till the wake of daylight

. . .


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