Tonalità: D minor
Verse 1
Am
Went to the liquor store,
I loaded up with alcohol,
Dm
Am
more specifically vodka, whiskey, beer, tequila,
more beer, more vodka, more whiskey,
and more beer.
Mosh pit,
mosh pit, a motherfuckin' mosh pit,
mosh pit,
mosh pit, I wanna fuckin' mosh pit.
Got my hand on my dick,
throwin' up my fist
Better watch your lip, ain't tryin' to fight
But you can get your ass hit up in this
Mosh pit, mosh pit,
I wanna fuck in mosh pit
Mosh pit, mosh pit,
a motherfuckin' mosh pit
Got my hand on my dick,
throwin' up my fist
Better watch your lip, ain't tryin' to fight
But you can get your ass hit up in
I'ma jump in the crowd in my own show
Cuz my favorite spot be the front row
Why you standing in
the back like a scarecrow?
I be in a mosh pit throwing elbows
Buck broad nigga, bang bang nigga
Lame motherfuckers
really can't hang with us
Fuck my shoes up, fuck my shirt up
Oh well, had to charge into the game nigga
Oh well, be the most turnt
up when I came in
And I keep the shit 100 like I'm Franklin
Black punk, they say who you nigga?
That's me, I ain't planning on changing
Bitch look like that, so raving
She bald like she was shaving
Too busy money making
Don't fuck with funny faces
Screamin' what? Like Stone Cold,
and I ain't even tryna go home
You think I'm on my third blunt, nigga,
but still I got a couple more rolls
Niggas talk about the money
and the bitches every day,
but they don't know I got more dealt
Every time I hit the stage,
you know I gotta turn it up,
it's like a motherfuckin' rock show
Mosh pit, mosh pit,
a motherfuckin' mosh pit
Mosh pit,
mosh pit, I wanna fuckin' mosh pit
Got my hand on my dick,
throwin' up my fist
Better watch your lip, ain't tryna fight
But you can get your ass hit up in this
Mosh pit, mosh pit
I wanna fuck in mosh pit
Mosh pit, mosh pit
A motherfuckin' mosh pit
Got my hand on my dick
Throwin' up my fist
Better watch your lip, ain't tryna fight
But you can get your ass hit up
Am
Am
in this Mosh pit
Y2J is the undisputed champion.
Y2J was declared the winner at
Am
Vengeance.
Vince McMahon and Booker T
screw Stone Cold.
Vince and Booker T screw Stone Cold.
Am
I said Vince McMahon and Booker
Am
T screw Stone Cold.
After last night,
I sat there and I thought about it
and I said, Cold,
there's no use in sitting here
Am
crying, whining, pissing, moaning,
so I asked myself, I said, Stone
So I was trying to make that decision,
I drove over to the Sonic Drive -In,
ordered a jalapeño burger,
a chicken fried steak sandwich,
a chili cheese dog with extra onions,
french fries, tater tots,
wash it down with one beer,
F
Am
two beers, three beers,
a shot of whiskey, a margarita,
and a bloody berry,
and I said Stone Cold, why have one
when you can have em both?
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