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Bourbon, bourbon on this drop that we’re serving I’m so shocked that Im burping Spilling grog on this person Their off and they’re cursing I’m off to the pisser I’m the dirty motherfucker that will sleep with your sister And how could I differ, while I’m smoking a spliffer Half tanked on Jim Beam, yes I damage my liver I’m a fatter track ringer[?] Attacking a fat singer[?] That packs her bags quicker with ya[?] On a stack of bad liquor[?] I rap quicker when I’m pinging it off a pill When I’m ripping it to kill When Im singing it to feel Man I’m bringing it to grill[?] Half ass MC’s on the plate ready to eat a meal I’m slow though, my brains gone loco No hope for a bloke that only goes to work for smoko Bludger Fuck a bull buster I wish I had a job as a fucking whore hustler From Letras Mania