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Worry No More
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THE SICK FUNK!!! We are loud. We are proud. We do whatever the fu#$ we want. Make it loud. Make it sick.
Energy, Sex, Love, Hate, Disorder, Hope, Raw Emotion. These are the elements making up the intense force of Str8jackit. This metal/hard rock 4 piece is blending aggressive beats and guitars with distinctive melodies, funky styling and hardcore grooves for an overall head bashing, kick-in-the-pants experience. This is the sick funk bitches.
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Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
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Peak #428
Peak in subgenre #27
Author
J.King
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2004
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December 07, 2003
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MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Back in the day we were the sick ass crew High fives, drinking beers, smokin J's stayin true To each other, there was no playing around And if you did, you're freaking head hit the ground That's how it is, was and always will be You wanna' mess with my family, you've barked up the wrong tree Got a problem with one of us, got a problem with us all Now there's fifty motherfuckers got you're back into a wall But it was mostly cool, every day after schoool Just workin' on our buzz, chillin out shooting pool And I love those fuckin days, and I miss them to death And if I could go back, I would of never of left Jonny was the dealer, Fred got the hoes man Jimmy was the baller, while I rocked the mad shows We were crazy as hell, but that will never change We'll take that shit, right down to our grave Don't care about tommorrow Because we got today Said I ain't gonna' worry no more Don't mind us, we'll find our way Sometimes I sit and think back to those days Not givin' a fuck, not stuck in our ways Exploring our options, where everything's new All the time in the world but got nothing to do First time getting drunk, first time poppin' acid I think the rooms melting, damn we were blasted First time smokin' weed, first time skippin' class First time I got layed I dropped a load on her ass First concert, first show, first fight, first hoe, first kiss, first car, first trip, first bar And I'm addicted, to all mentioned above So many good times we had, spreading the love To all the motherfuckers, that I've met thru the years Next time we hook up, we're drowning whiskeys and beers I'm in a happy mood, but this shit won't last too long Take a timeout from the madness and just chill on my song Some things never change....
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