Lyrics Gats N Party Hats - Styles of Beyond

Gats N Party Hats

Well if it isn’t those
Polluted Harlequins
The partying begins
Joining Carnival of Sins
Gats and Party Hats
Rumbling paint wars
I’m troubled like
Tom Comet juggling chainsaws
My unicycle is tight
You toucan fruits
Get to beating water pipes like the Blue Man group
So from the Black Phantom of rap to calling me crazy
The best traveling next to Barnum and Baileys
Yeah I’m kind of a baby I’m always sucking a bottle or something
Staggering drunk couldn’t find my way home with a compass
I gotta bunch of brain cells I kill with Tequila
A Manischewitz, they was all singing «Hava Nagila»
With every song I was losing a dozen
Need a new brain from two days of boozing in Dublin
I ain’t using them fuck it
So if the music is pumping
I be sipping stuff that’s ain’t made for human consumption
So join the carnival
Where freaks crawl around
We the talk of town
So what’s it all about
Gats and Party Hats
Gats and Party Hats
Gats and Party Hats
So where the party at?
It ain’t my birthday no, but it might as well be
Cause I be knocking them back like frats on hell week
You heard us popping them gats, its loud but you hardly notice
Around hear we call them Mach Ten party blower
I probably roll up with a couple of hearts
Drink 'til I barf, forget to pay the tab at the bar
Catch a cab, drink another twelve pack in the car
Getting trashed way before the party even will starts
Yeah now let’s get back to the pit
We’re Sadomasochist as shit
Watch a human body contort like a zag with a twist
The only motto is war, get them all to follow along
You sorry Ronald McDonald’s will probably swallow your sword
I’ve been locked in a jeep, punching the back to get bill
With a evil opposite twin sparring and standing on stilts
I must be out of my melon to be involved with a freak show
But I’ve stuck with it this long for all of my people saying
So join the carnival
Where freaks crawl around
We the talk of town
So what’s it all about
Gats and Party Hats
Gats and Party Hats
Gats and Party Hats
So where the party at?
I got 'em up and going y’all
For causing a scene
Like I’m the puppeteer controlling
The ho with a string
You little homies are rolling
Going with us so move
And those who roll with your homies
Party and blow a kazoo
Yeah, you get the keg wrapped
Cupped with a few hats
I got the clowns in the house
Making balloon gats
Get your face painted
Came faded full of OE
Got the break lighter piece
Spray painted by police
Here they come ya’ll, here they come
So join the carnival
Where freaks crawl around
We the talk of town
So what’s it all about
Gats and Party Hats
Gats and Party Hats
Gats and Party Hats
So where the party at?