Chorus 1x
I'm worse than the ghost of Christmas past
that dirty mean mug could be your last
bout to kill these sluts that are full of sass
don’t apologize the die is cast

Verse 1 (Big Burn)
these fags are wild 'n out and I can't stand it
and since life never goes like you planned it
please don’t mind this pistol that I brandish
got your whole family etched in granite
man without morals is a filthy savage
put sluts in front of me they'll get ravished
like the Irish without potatoes
I'm famished from killing these hoes
think I choose this life? your mistaken
degenerate derelict in the making
killing to stay alive by 5th grade
had no chance to see the pearly gates
I'm the worst thing you ever done seen
Burn curse haunting your fucking dreams
more perverse than Satan's whole regime
in a hearse is where these sluts will be

Chorus 2x

Verse 2 (Boss Turt)
pills, weed, coke, speed these are a few of my favorite things
I got one motto so listen bitch if you ain't snorting you ain't shit
twelve day bender missing both fenders in the backseat Marie and Ginger
on our way to Vegas their both gagged tight
the pipe in my left hand the knife in my right
all this screaming is stressing me out
I take a good rip and pass the fuck out
oh wake up Turt we're flying off the interstate
watch the fucking road cunt I'm trying to hallucinate
this is the life for me coke in my nose in my stomach Hennessey
officer agree to disagree It's just another dead bitch what don’t you see

Chorus 2x

Verse 3 (Surreal The MC)
roll in the bar summersault like it ain't my fault
ain’t my time to pay the tab yo It ain't my call
take em all shots to drink we drunk we all “bump”
Surreal the MC and I fall on my rump
all of my fun…kin life I've been drunk
Sid Vicious in a movie yo I act like a punk
attack of the nuts planters guy one eye
in the x wing blasting prison suit to the fight
do the right thing 20 “D” motherfucka
two shots of green puckers mixed with cheap vodka
that’s incredible hulk? “no its not it's new”
that's coke you sniffing? “no its not it's glue”
that’s true when we bust it sticks to our nose
flows that don’t freeze to cold to get froze
listen up up up point your ear to the sky
choke hold the moon! Yo I'm feeling the night

Chorus 2x