| Because I shit myself, yes I shit myself, because I got wrecked up
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| and then I shit myself.
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| Because I shit myself, yes I shit myself, because I got wrecked up
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| and then I shit myself.
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| Ah.
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| Don’t front, you better check your back
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| How can you be down when your pants are full of cack?
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| You thought you’d fart, the shit did dart
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| The mouth of the ringpiece was fuckin torn apart
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| It’s not your fault, you thought you’d be ok
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| Cos every motherfukcer farts at least twice a day
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| In public or at home in the bath
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| those little brown bubbles always make me fuckin laugh
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| But right now, you use a scarf
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| To wipe the shit that made Mike Balls laugh
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| He said «Oh son, you fukcin drew mud the next thing I know my
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| ringpiece starts to cough up blood»
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| Because I shit myself, yes I shit myself, because I got wrecked up
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| and then I shit myself.
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| I grab the mike, I never put it down
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| My ringpiece stretches, I start to frown
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| I’m feelin' shitty, my arse is going mad
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| I’m fukced up from a curry I had
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| It was too runny, too much fukcin cream
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| My ringpice starts to stream
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| It goes down, the back of my leg
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| Next thing I know I’d be better off dead.
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| Because I shit myself, yes I shit myself, because I got wrecked up
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| and then I shit myself.
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| It wasn’t fun, I had a bad bum
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| It’s not good, when you gets the runs
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| You know you shit yourself, you know you shit yourself
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| Don’t do it cos you fuckin stink |