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"Friday The 13Th"

Bottles everywhere, he took his revenge
He's hungry, kill him!
Let's devour!
Thirsty for young
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th

Red eyes and blue reefer
Gorilla out of cage I killed the zoo keeper
A little creature on the board to school teacher
Coming pout the box, shoes, sneakers, peanut butter
Split the 5-4 weight
Get you 2 pieces
Two speakers speak the way 2 teachers
Back to life like the Jew Jesus
A few heaters and a couple cold ones
My Adidas getting on my old run
Four finger rain turned into a gold thumb
No bag of jeans teen keep the clothes young
I'm double X posy, knock on them with the door
Double X they say be Susan went back to
We shoot it, went back to the old track had to relook it
That speaks to

Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th

High horse hopping on the saddle
Leather on my head, makuses, tassels
Trippy chick pop another capsule
Another alley drop the molly in the Snapple
I keep the product in the satchel
From the now afford the bottom of the apple
Lou row like [?] is on the tackle
Used to do hip hop just for battle
Now everybody on the same boat copping paddles
On my flow up the coast chilling out the castle
With some old folks played scrabble
No time for the hoaxes, no time for your gal
Since a little rascal I found ways to earn green
Put on a hockey mask

Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th

Dunk the girl on, crush the [?]
My deep in the ship club
I shook ones
Hot dog in the club looking for good bun
Slave maker like wooser
Give your wife the wooser
Tear up the carpenter
No pencil sharpener
Pull out more joints, we in the thunder
A bag a grass in the bottle, no sparkler
I used top spend the Juilets and Romeo
In a hipster club spending chromeo
With a Fedora like A track
Still New Yorker but I play trap
I play to life I hate rap
Way back towards the needle in the haystack
Pick up the mic and start spacing
I'm at the lake waiting like [?]

Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th

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