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Album: One Fierce Beer Coaster (1996)
Artists: Bloodhound Gang

  1. Asleep At The Wheel
  2. Boom
  3. Fire Water Burn
  4. Going Nowhere Slow
  5. Hidden Track
  6. I Wish I Was Queer So I Could Get Chicks
  7. It's Tricky
  8. Kiss Me Where It Smells Funny
  9. Lift Your Head Up High ( And Blow Your Brains Out)
  10. Lift Your Head Up High (And Blow Your Brains Out)
  11. Reflections of Remoh
  12. Shut Up
  13. Why's Everybody Always Pickin' On Me
  14. Why's Everybody Always Pickin' On Me?
  15. Yellow Fever
  16. Your Only Friends Are Make Believe


Bloodhound Gang
One Fierce Beer Coaster
Boom
Yo Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track

Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this don't give it up
I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it's for real I'm gonna get mine
Roll up on you like Eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I'm in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
In in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When you're rolling through the hood you want to use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the E.Q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knock out
Straight to your head like my round never lights out

Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a

Jimmy Jimmy y'all Jimmy damn Jimmy yea
Gimme the mic Rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset you'll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin' quicker than your mom have a feel but don't cop it
Yea I stole your beat but that's cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
I'm gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
Cause my name ain't Quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the Jim Jones cult I'll take you out with one punch
You're Spiro Agnew and I'm the Dick you answer to
Your sweating like a watermelon at a Baptist bar-b-cue
Sneaking up like celery yeah I'm stalking
I squeak like Stephen Hawkins yeah but I'm walkin'
Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screaming like a Mimi when you see me coming near you
Like a Kenny Loggins' record no one's ever gonna to hear you
Like a game of hide and seek it's all over if I see ya
Cause your yellower than tinkle and you'll be running like diarrhea

Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a
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