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Spike the Punch
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Uh, it was a high school birthday 16th everyone that I knew sure came
The first thing was (yo wassup, hi)
Make yourselves at home and go and get yer drinks from the bowl of punch
Ian put some liquor in it (thanks bro it's delicious), but I didn't tell them I put 50 hits of liquid in it
They're like what's this we sipping (shhh just finish drink it)
The shit will hit you soon (how long) just give it 15 minutes
What I witnessed next was the fucking best
Saw kids tripping who've never even lit a cigarette
Getting visions like (help me I'm seeing lizards in my head)
(Killers in the flesh spiders with me sticking to the web)
Hallucinations stupid crazy every room was wasted
Birthday cake was laced with shrooms had a couple goonies bake it now
Everybody living in the town knew I was the devil didn't want they children out
To my place hitting everybody with the molly at the party in they wine grapes
Bit of powder in the water go hydrate my homie got ya daughter like ride safe
No condom in his pocket like (Christ sakes), face went white like a rice cake
When she said (it's ok) then he said (there's no way) then she said (I won't tell my dad this is no rape)
Like wow, my parents coming home soon make the worst assumptions
Everybody hurling lips are purple got these virgins humping
Drank a fifth a bourbon now they twerking like they work for money
Hello?
Are you having a party Ian?
No
You better not be, I can hear people in the background!
I'm not, god
That was my mom, but I handled it
Put the music back on guys, let's go!
Pop a pill roll a dollar bill got some chocolate milk
On ya mamas carpet damn it that shit cost a lot of skrill
Get the club soda and them rubber gloves on ya plus the sponge
Then you rub on it (homie scrub slowly)
You better get that stain out before momma home (momma home)
Do it right now or you got to go (I smell hot knives on the stove)
Washroom locked they chopping blow they got the gold
It's Winter Olympics in that bitch it's Nagano this ain't rap its rock and roll
Oh, drink up liquor quicker are you feeling sicker spinning
Like a record sitting on the bed thinking of the bigger picture
I finna go hit the bowl with a lil mo shit from the liquor sto mix
Filling up the whole thing tripping on CID alone really won't go
Fix anything, but that drank good for ya mental state and
The benefits are better than medicine you can bet on it
Meditate inner freak in you get it mang
Threw the TV from the window with my kinfolk bingo like he-he
What a skitzo did so 'cause I believed that a kid won't grow if he watch that shit daily
Maybe I'm just going crazy
Spike the punch, I just spiked the punch
Spike the punch, I just spiked the punch
Spike the punch, I just spiked the punch
Spike the punch, I just spiked the fucking punch
I'm such a piece of shit
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