Junky Boyz-Pop another bottle snort another gram.m4a (Remix)

hip hop rap hard extreme and crazed with angelic choir for a chorus

V5.5

[1st male vocals]
after i lay some lyrics on this track
I'll be right back with some coke to cook
Brain spoiled, rancid, cock the hammer back
Now you're infamous like a stranger in the dark
I heard Your to scared to face me, but I do know one thing
Your girl.... all sorts of tasty, don't even try to out blaze me
Ounces can't even phase me, gunshots got my skin thicker
Than a reptile, murder scenes got u puking bile while vile up crack, coke, and smack to sell go to hell 
Bitch when I'm finished, I'll be right back, yeah
To fuck you in your stink ass (stink ass)
I'm a-go into your man's house
That nigha better think fast

[Bridge]
[manic screaming, record scratch]
[distorted vocal loop repeats]
Pop another bottle and snort another gram
Cop another model and stab another man
Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie
Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie
ju ju ju ju junky boyzzzzz 
Pop another bottle and snort another gram
Cop another model and stab another man
Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie
Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie
ju ju ju ju junky boyzzzzz

[2nd male vocals]
You gotta be scamming me, handing me this
I smoke canopy cannabis, junkie insanity, candidate 
Talk about vanity, man I'm the shit
After this shot of tequila Patron, I'm stealing the phone
I'm the bomb, bitchhhhhhhhh
These bullets make your mom twitchhhhhhhhhhh
I'm on that Vietnam shit, we're playing tag and Saddam's it
Dropping rat poison in your oatmeal
All tied up in shit, how the rope feel?(ahhh)
I get off when da pope squeals (eeeeeiiii)
Is the dope real? If not say goodbye to your existence
For instance, there'd be no resistance
When you're a dangling from a tree upside down with your neck cut
filling up a bucket of blood, then I pour that shit all over my head
And roll all over my bed
Hey Jz and DMX, quitters never win
Who's the best? Sticky, 50, and Slim
Now it's my turn to spin (my turn bitch)
Making millions off child porn
My styles born, nothing like pulling my dick out at your girl's dirty stink ass
You're face in the crosshairs, you better think fast (ya betta)
[Outro]
[record scratch]
Ritz glitz n shit

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[Intro] [record scratch, heavy breathing] [distorted vocal loop] Pop another bottle and snort another gram Cop another model and stab another man Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie ju ju ju ju junky boyzzzzz [piano loop enters] Pop another bottle and snort another gram Cop another model and stab another man Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie ju ju ju ju junky boyzzzzz yeah, mother fucka let's go [1st male vocals] after i lay some lyrics on this track I'll be right back with some coke to cook Brain spoiled, rancid, cock the hammer back Now you're infamous like a stranger in the dark I heard Your to scared to face me, but I do know one thing Your girl.... all sorts of tasty, don't even try to out blaze me Ounces can't even phase me, gunshots got my skin thicker Than a reptile, murder scenes got u puking bile while vile up crack, coke, and smack to sell go to hell Bitch when I'm finished, I'll be right back, yeah To fuck you in your stink ass (stink ass) I'm a-go into your man's house That nigha better think fast [Bridge] [manic screaming, record scratch] [distorted vocal loop repeats] Pop another bottle and snort another gram Cop another model and stab another man Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie ju ju ju ju junky boyzzzzz Pop another bottle and snort another gram Cop another model and stab another man Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie Ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie ju ju ju ju junky boyzzzzz [2nd male vocals] You gotta be scamming me, handing me this I smoke canopy cannabis, junkie insanity, candidate Talk about vanity, man I'm the shit After this shot of tequila Patron, I'm stealing the phone I'm the bomb, bitchhhhhhhhh These bullets make your mom twitchhhhhhhhhhh I'm on that Vietnam shit, we're playing tag and Saddam's it Dropping rat poison in your oatmeal All tied up in shit, how the rope feel?(ahhh) I get off when da pope squeals (eeeeeiiii) Is the dope real? If not say goodbye to your existence For instance, there'd be no resistance When you're a dangling from a tree upside down with your neck cut filling up a bucket of blood, then I pour that shit all over my head And roll all over my bed Hey Jz and DMX, quitters never win Who's the best? Sticky, 50, and Slim Now it's my turn to spin (my turn bitch) Making millions off child porn My styles born, nothing like pulling my dick out at your girl's dirty stink ass You're face in the crosshairs, you better think fast (ya betta) [Outro] [record scratch] Ritz glitz n shit

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