Get Fucked Up

Uh, waddup, Diabolic, been drinkin' all day. Takin' over the game (word) Oz Terentino, yeah. Triple Op Bitches to the front (where you at) Soldiers to the back (yeah) C'mon, walk with me C'mon, c'mon Yo [Verse 1:]' Yo if you like me, then you'll probably like me And you might be out right now drinkin' a Long Island ice-tea If you got wifey, you remembered not to bring her And you gonna ride home drunk, and give cops the finger Find some dro to twist the dutch and open it Roll the shit and you make sure I'm the one you smokin' with In a stolen six, hydroplanin' On the clear view, in the rearview 5-O's gaining But it's alright, that's life, you only live once Smoke those six blunts and drive your ?? drunk This for live cats, in the club with nine strapped Playin' my track, drunk while they drive back From the streets out to Puff's Hampton Beach house Takin' a whole bottle to they head like Steve Stout This for cats grinding for weekly cash Catching a DWI smashed, while CD blasts 1st Chorus: Get fucked up, right now Drive home drunk, c'mon Get fucked up, all my soldiers Drive home drunk, all my bitches Everybody live your life Get fucked up tonight Everybody get it right Fuck every bitch in sight [Verse 2:] Yo the fit survive, and you ain't fit without six or five So live your lives with 22's equipped to drive And (get fucked up), it's that simple Ask every fan if the jams they packin' to Go find a bouncer who's twice your weight class And leave his face smashed with your champagne glass Then skate fast, drive, get away, crash And scream "Fuck the cops!" while they pass I don't care if you take cash to blaze hash Walk a straight path or pump rock like Dane Dash Keep it poppin' like me with people watchin' To see when Diabolic's debut LP is droppin' You can see in my eyes that I'm teachin' you why I don't have to pull out to make you reach for the sky So throw your hands up, scream and get live If you already with me, don't even reply, just 2nd Chorus: Get fucked up, right now Drive home drunk, c'mon Get fucked up, all my soldiers Drive home drunk, all my bitches Everybody live your life Get fucked up tonight Everybody get it right I'll rob all your ice [Verse 3:] Yo at the club hoes see me, like what's he thinkin' To go outside, puke and keep drinkin' I'm thinkin' I'm the same bum who ate crumbs Then found time to find a chick to get brains from When the bass pump, proud shout and wild out East coast, west coast, mid-west, down south I'm no different, so get live and let's ride I wanna see you at the sex drive up at ex. five Mommy let's slide to my crib and get high You always got a place to crash like left eye Shake your ass and breast size, let's rock tonight Got bottles popped on ice, so what's not to like You're dressed to kill, radiating sex appeal Sip this proof, let loose, then stress your feel Bring it on, strip to g-strings and thongs You don't think it's wrong, c'mon just sing the song 3rd Chorus: Get fucked up, right now Drive home drunk, c'mon Get fucked up, all my soldiers Drive home drunk, all my bitches Everybody live your life Get fucked up tonight Everybody get it right Get fucked up tonight Outro: Triple Optix, drive drunk tonight Oz T, drive drunk tonight Immortal Technique, drive drunk tonight Stronghold, drive drunk tonight Travis McFet, drive drunk tonight My boy Dexstar, drive drunk tonight Lou Cipher, drive drunk tonight Everybody, drive drunk tonight Fuck it, we out. One