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I climbed up in the tree in the back and got on my roof top
With my 22 it's hot with little pops
Started bustin' off shots aimin' all at the sky
I emptied out the gun bustin' all at the sky
Then I went and stole a bow and arrow from my dad
To the arrow tips I tied gasoline soaked rags
Climbed up with the Zippo, lit em off in the sky
A trail of black smoke leading off in the sky
I bought some Chinese stars from the Kung-Fu surplus
They had em under the glass, I made the purchase
Climbed up and I whizzed em off in the sky
Even stood up on the chimney, whizzed em off in the sky
Then I found a double barrel with shells at Walmart
I threw it in next to the Faygo in my shopping cart
I got home, climbed up, and blew it off in the sky
3:20 in the morning, blastin' off at the sky
I got a blow gun too, a real one at that
I dip the tips in poison and lay up on my back
And now they're piercing thru the air straight up into the sky
It's like the only thing you hear is *pffew!* into the sky
I bought a harpoon off the Internet and went up
And tried to shoot it but the fuckin' rip off, it got stuck
I said fuck it and I threw the spear up into the sky
As fuckin' hard as I could, I threw it into the sky
I'm sprayin' mace up there, I throw M-80s up there
I'm shootin' everything I got, I sit and wait in my chair
Cause I hate the sky above, whether moon or sun
Whether rain or snow, since the pain begun
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