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BONFIRE Lyrics

by Rehab

Everybody gather 'round, 'cause you know we'a fin' to do this thang fo' reezy some ser'ous. Put 'cha money in ya shoe and it won't get wet. Come on.
Here comes a man across the field, honey
Here comes a man across the field, babe
Here comes a man across the field,
He's kicking up dust like an automobile
Honey, oh, baby, mine
Get it up, girl down in Daisy Dukes
I want ya ass butt naked in a baby suit
Gonna keep on drinking till the tummy puke
Got a problem with that, well you can get the boot
Got shotgun pointed to the sky
Got smoke in the eyes, and I'm surely high
Waking, baking, till the noggin' fry
Naked, rolling round with a hog and I
Take from the rich and I give to me
One Escalade, two ecstacys
Perform on hoes right next to me
And I think I found serenity
Back up that punk, it's mine again
I jacked a truck of Heineken
Looks like it's time for a line again
And how about five Colonapins?
And I start to grin and start to dance
I'm speakin' in tongues, takin' off my pants
I'm blowing my whole hot damn advance
And we ain't gonna stop till the ambulance
Slow ride a hundred GMCs
Hooked up Crown Vics with DVDs
Got people down here you'll want to see
Half say there 'cause's, say they're free
Start the bonfire
Drop the tailgate
Pass the Knob Creek
And we can drink it straight
And if the fire keeps burning
And the skies stay orange
We gon' be up in this motherfucker real late
Start the bonfire
Drop the tailgate
Pass the Knob Creek
And we can drink it straight
And if the fire keeps burning
And the skies stay orange
We gon' be up in this motherfucker real late
Better give me that bag of wacky tobacco
Them cracker's ain't takin' a damn thang
Drinkin' and smokin', stinkin' and pokin'
Bangin' these hoes, we profane
Getting' it up in the back of a truck
With a bitty with tittys and shakin' da butt
Call me retarded
But that's how we party
But lordy, good almighty y'all
Breakin' it down like it ain't been done
Straight jacked to the brain till I see the sun
You a punk motherfucker if you got a gun
Leave that at home and just bring your lungs, weed
Pimp swiggin', shindiggin', shit kickin', picknickin'
Brick dickin', thick chickens and a sicknin'
TMH? and smokin' dope in the open, no chokin', no joke
And I'm on a roll, and I'm locin', hopin' to leave a jaw broken
Soakin' in your blood, while I'm strokin' your ho in the wide open
With my folks scopin'
That bastard's crazy as hell!
That's how we do it down here in Georgia
It's on like a moth when the weather's gorgeous
Shit you N'street punks never seen on a TV screen
From radios to porches, to patios, let's torch it
Some bitch, I pour gas on it
Crunk?, Bet your ass on it!
Start the bonfire
Drop the tailgate
Pass the Knob Creek
And we can drink it straight
And if the fire keeps burning
And the skies stay orange
We gon' be up in this motherfucker real late
Start the bonfire
Drop the tailgate
Pass the Knob Creek
And we can drink it straight
And if the fire keeps burning
And the skies stay orange
We gon' be up in this motherfucker real late
That's why at 3:30 I'm seein' shit
Screwin' three or four broads like a trail of piss
Takin' three or four rolls I ain't feelin' shit
Give me three or four mo' 'bout real quick
Ain't nothin' down here but 'trailer crank'
Poor man with a meth lab and a bama? stank
Man, y'all keep that dyin' shit
Motherfucker do I look like I'm tryin' to quit?
Moonshine in a Mason jar at noon-time, trippin'
Beer is for the guzzelin', this is for the sippin'
When the Sun go down, it sho' be goody good
In the dirty dirt, speakin' dirty words
They might be scarred but them boys ain't skerd
I don't know if you heard, you can't polish a turd
Yeah, my vision blurred, my speech a little slurred
But back off of me cracker 'for your ass get hurt
‚??Oh my God! What are these blue turtles?‚?
‚??I don't know dude, but every time I wave my cigarette around I get the trails‚?
Start the bonfire
Drop the tailgate
Pass the Knob Creek
And we can drink it straight
And if the fire keeps burning
And the skies stay orange
We gon' be up in this motherfucker real late
Start the bonfire
Drop the tailgate
Pass the Knob Creek
And we can drink it straight
And if the fire keeps burning
And the skies stay orange
We gon' be up in this motherfucker real late
To the window, to the walls
Feel the sweat runnin' off my balls
Till the shit runnin' out yo' draws
Skeet, skeet motherfuckers, skeet, skeet
Skeet, skeet motherfuckers, skeet, skeet
To the window, to the walls
Feel the sweat runnin' off my balls
Till the shit runnin' out yo' draws
Skeet, skeet motherfuckers, skeet, skeet
Skeet, skeet motherfuckers, skeet, skeet






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Daddy Yankee
Y me gusta tanto cuando se pega pega
Y me guaya guaya
Y se pega pega
Cuando le sueltan el dembow
Dembow bow bow
Papoose
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even
Paul Hardcastle
In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combat
In Vietnam were arrested since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men
Have been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

De-de-destruction
De-de-destruction
War, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, war
De-de-destruction
War, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there?
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home

All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
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