Chicken (Ready To Go) - Unwritten Law

Spark plug baby, Got hearts of fire

Dire Straights acquire the taste for time bombs

King diesel I’m like the pipe bomb

Blowing off your right arm, twice as strong

Right or wrong, I’m getting down

Lower than hell, higher then dicibels

like a sonic boom on que

The night belongs to who

I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do

Hey are you ready to go

We’re gonna run it till the sun light shows

In the mix with party favors

All the flavors, I’m like a caterer

Macadamia, Poppin ouy maenads

Mouth Piece piece aiming, they cant explain it

It’s like I’m an alien, maybe I’m famous

Its all entertainment I’m sayin

That’s what’s up, I’ma wake you game up

Till the sun come up, straight from the gut

Ooh now, oh-whoa well I hope so

Uh oh cause we’re ready to go

Ooh now, devastating, planet shaking

Lights out, here’s the show

And all I wanna know

Hey are you ready to go

We gonna run it till the sun light show

And if you’re ready to roll

It’s do or die mother fuckers so come

on come on lets go

In the arcade with a fifth in my hand

Playing missile command, kicking you ass

High score can’t even play no more

I turned it over, Surrounded by chain smokers

This greenery I rolled up is far from

four leaf clovers, I told ya

We known as hard core composers

Riding bulldozers and roller coasters

Ooh now, oh-whoa well I hope so

Uh co cause we’re ready to go

ohh now, generating, penetrating

lost all self control

and all I wanna know

Hey are you ready to go

we gonna run it till the sun light shows

and if you’re ready to roll

it’s do or die mother fuckers so come

on, come on lets go

Hey are you feeling alright

we gonna run it until the sun shine glows

and if you’re ready to roll

it’s do or die mother fuckers come onna,

come on lets go