[Verse 1: Tom Scott]

Yeah it was me, Haz, Lucky Lance, Lui Silk and Doctor Seuss

Hitting trees, kicking frees, drunk off the juice

Sitting swapping tunes like dudes who got the blues

While the neighbors shouting

"Turn it down I'm trying to watch the news!"

Started telling my bro Haz I'm trying to stop the booze

It's bad for me like my [?] is with the chocolate mousse

He's like "what's the use? Fuck it, what have we got to lose?"

I'm like "you're right, what was I thinking about?

Let's get a box of brews"

He said he's got some loot

I pulled a couple 2's out

Gotta choose now

Who's down to cruise down to Foodtown (Shotgun not!)

Ahh fuck it we'll all go

Only problem is that by the time that we walk home

They're warm though

Trynna tell my bro Lui

"Hey don't drink them all bro"

But that guy does everything fast

All he does is walk slow

Cause last time we were drinking Lion in the shack

He took the bike to get some smokes and ended up lying on his back

In the middle of the road, and a van ran him over

Still, he's just a drunk nicotine fiending stoner

Anyway Haz was cutting Bobby Womack

We just got back from Foodtown, thinking we should go back

Cause everyone was so rapt

Nobody to moan at

You know that buzz, that can't be captured with no Kodak

A night without no scrap

And everyone's like "Don't Gap!"

And none of that old wack yo I rip the microphone crap

Just kicking raps we wrote

Rhyming with no flashy quotes

And freestyling about normal life, with average folks

Cracking up at Haz and Daz cracking jokes

And Lance was like "Lui bro, go get us a pack of smokes!"

It was all love, wasn't no beef here

Nobody giving us the mean stare at cheap gear that we wear

Just making memories, with dear mates and cheap beer

Fucking mean night bro, should of been there