The Pit
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The Pit
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Whatever happened, what happened to the pit?
Checker boarded rude boys tri colored Mohawk chicks
Now they're all pussies and they're afraid to dance
They traded in they're jeans for they're little sisters pants
Nobody's drinking, they're all taking pills
Nobody's fucking, they're worried bout the bills
This is a party this ain't just a place to sit
Whatever happened, whatever happened to the pit?!
Let's turn this thing let's turn things around
Throw your fucking elbows slam your feet on to the ground
Then you might notice that you might start to sweat
That's cause you took your ass into the motherfucking pit!!
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