Friday morning happy homicidal thoughts
I am compelled to put down one of my favorite Cypress Hill rhymes to celebrate a pleasant morning on the cusp of what promises to be... *sigh*... another super intense Friday night:
Acting like a nigga who done lost his mind
'Cos I ain't goin' out like a spineless jellyfish
Some say life is a bitch;
Ask that punk who dug his own ditch
Up on the hill fuckin' up at a party
Tried to get funny, put a hole in his body
La la la la la la la la, look at all of those funeral cars
Wish me luck. The evening just got ten times more complicated as of just now. BOYS WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME.
Acting like a nigga who done lost his mind
'Cos I ain't goin' out like a spineless jellyfish
Some say life is a bitch;
Ask that punk who dug his own ditch
Up on the hill fuckin' up at a party
Tried to get funny, put a hole in his body
La la la la la la la la, look at all of those funeral cars
Wish me luck. The evening just got ten times more complicated as of just now. BOYS WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME.