Tar Heels All Wounds
while you were livin it up wherever you was bein this past tweakend, I was gettin my Ole McDonald on in St Nowhere, for the second time in 1/2 a year (please lord, don’t let it happen again!!). Sure, it wasn’t no club taradise, but anything was heaven on hearth after the muggy bogues that was Miami Bitch
but if it means that you dont have to
take a dump outside
den this shiz is more majestic than the Taj Mahal!
twas three thymes a charm
as we finally succumbed
and came all over ourselves
after scarfin down
‘jangles sweet sweetback’s baadasssss’
BoBerry & Cinnamon Sweet Biscuits
who’s ever heard of a Tatung anything?
Hell, I wouldn’t even let Hitler use this piece of Ta-crap
RDU blows goats cause they wouldn’t let me smuggle
2 cans of Cheerwine north of the Anthony Mason-Juan Dixon line
but they made up for it by having an all-ACC sto
and gots a few mo bonus points
for the bestest use of two A’s since
Amsterdam’s Centraal Station