Hole'n' One
shots rang out outside my window
no lookout alright with what I know
didn't see nothing too busy doing something
they say "GET OUT OF THERE" where I'm
suppose to go I ain't scared
get down get out the way
that car just U Turned guess they
bout to spray, same o routine damn
everyday get down get out the way
take my advice those who live a sheltered life
go tell Carol Anne not to come into the life
tell Chucky stay at home with his bride
don't go bringing a knife to a gunfight
go tell Freddy he's about to get slept
running up on a teenager out for rep
truth be told I've had the impulse to unload
but I found a better way to ejaculate
things that I often contemplate filled
with malice holding my ink filled phallus
call me nasty but that's how I get off
you better stay on your square
believe me I don't care I'll come knock your block off

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