Drunken Masta

I bust with the hardstyle
Now feel the booze rush
Drunken masta you know my people do drugs
Two shots, four hits spat bitch naked
Fans fists raisin, cats skits ravin'
Mad spliff blazin', sick patient impatient
Rib breakin' fist in your face bitch
I’m wasted, I’m faded
The rebel gettin' high and drunk
Half shaven head, I was born to be a psycho punk
Crashin' the party, where’s the bacardi?
Somebody come stop me, out on the scene
Crashin' the party, where’s the bacardi?
Goin' so hard somebody come stop me
Drunken and rough, never act fancy
Psycho punks will turn it up
When you see the afro waves
Somebody tell me where the party is
Going hard on you like
It’s me and the posse there
Let me pop a pair, til I pop a lucky year
That’s my weed in the air, Dope D.O.D. here
I am an drunken masta
A fuckin' psycho punk
Dope D.O.D. OD
All my people scream if you’re gettin' high as fuck
Turn it up!