There’s a party downtown at someone’s house
And they wanted the party people to be drunk
So I’m stuck here with two drunks
And they also snorted crack cocaine
Just my luck
They wanted me to try it
But I said I was too young
And they begged me s’more
I ain’t that type of person
That’s not me
Not a drinker
Either a cocaine addict
People at the party rose a toast
For their miserable lives
They are unhappy
So they cause wreckage
The party was twice as violent
And the police was called in a complaint
Saying the party needed to be shut down
Or everybody will face some jail time
No dope was snorted after that
And the two drunks were sober
Nowhere to hide from the police
They seek all without a warning
Well I wasn’t being arrested
But I was charged with a hefty fine
Penalizing me for possession of cocaine
With a wad of about a hundred grand
So don’t ask me how I got that money
Nah I ain’t going to tell ya
But somehow the truth is I was a hustler
But failed to deal with the repercussion
I was ought to be a smooth criminal
Just like that Michael Jackson song
But I failed to seek out dope dealing
Because crack cocaine isn’t my thing
Sobering up from the party
the two drunks snorted more cocaine
So they had to be rushed to the hospital
Wherefore they had died of too much dope
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