Drunken Freestyle lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Drunken Freestyle lyrics You can t stop it if I stop you I can Here comes Jess, the garbage man Ooh ahh, I ll page ya on your face and then I ll place ya Inside of my cell room, where we can fuck you in the ass with a broom And a baseball bat, swing for the reaches Swing for the hi-ho hi-lo bitches Cut my toenail, left in stitches, we bleed We used to call pants britches! Ha yeah oh no! Yes yo no Mr. Homo All right let s settle down it s time for class and Mr. Robins Brown Aw, yeah suckas, gather up! It s about time you busted a nut! Bout time you let go, bout time You found out retarded people are slow But there s more to recite cause they can t hide their true feelings True stealing I m jumpin all for you Can you feel my card hand dealing? I m dealin lucky numbers And if you re the next one you might stumble down that Flight of stairs, but I don t care there ain t no help for you There ain t no repair you might end up make you bleed You ain t movin, Chrsitopher Reeves Oh no! Oh no! Yo I m still me, I m still the same, I m still the same I ever been I m still the betta best best that there ever been And then I pissed down my throat I tried to row a boat I tried to see Ryan Gee float but he just can t He took off his pants he put frogs and ants right up his ass Creepin around, he was in a dream tryin to scheme To make sure he was...[fade out] song lyrics