1. |
6:30
02:49
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call the cops
I don't give a fuck
I can't imagine trying to make sense
of calling the cops on your neighbors
at so early in the fucking day, it's not even dark yet
I don't give a fuck when you have to sleep
Am I making too much noise
at 6:30 pm in the afternoon
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2. |
Popas Negras
01:33
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we went from having everything
to having nothing
it's just a matter of perspective once you look that way
what we have is nothing
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3. |
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my mother fucking name is Jeremy
subtly pissed, I'll always be
you'll never know until I
smash your shit just to watch you cry
don't wake me up, I'm taking a nap
"I'll fucking kill you"
I'm sick of your crap
I drive a Honda CRX
it's got more holes than times I've had sex
I go to work at 2 am
half drunk, high on hemp
makin donuts
I'm pissed as fuck
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4. |
Meth
02:41
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my lungs are full of stagnant air
but I wouldn't rather be anywhere
I'm down and getting deeper
while my blood is getting thinner
this cigarette smoke's tasting sweeter
come on come on
let's ride out this high longer
bartender make this drink stronger
I can't take it any longer
come on come on
This place is where I call home
from a telephone
fuggit
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5. |
Bean Dip and Resin Hits
03:20
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this is the feeling you get when you turn on your own
you've made me deaf from the sound of your dial tone
every cigarette reminding me how old
that I am, I keep saying I'm in control
turn on the radio and get lied to
the bands the stations promote are fuckin clown shoes
I must have missed the boat to be over-produced
you can sit there and gloat, we all know the truth
this shit gets old
the common discontent has gotten out of hand
every song is bent, watered down and bland
every lyric that's said in every shitty band
a fire needs to be set so I have flames to fan
this is the feeling you get when you turn on your own
this is the feeling you've got, you've turned on your own
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6. |
Burgertory
02:30
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man I'm hungry gotta get something to eat
I got a craving for USDA meat
but I don't wanna cook and I don't wanna grill
I want fast food and I want my fill
Burger King's good and Wendy's is great
and A&W was the last thing I ate
there's only one thing that will satify me
a super-sized quarter pounder with cheese
oh man, I want
Micky D's
all the value meals I just can't get enough
3 more burgers and I'm already stuffed
the dollar menu is my burgertory
spending 15 minutes in it's glory
the drive thru lane it is my best friend
always open until my night's end
scarfing mcchickens, ridden of the fit
mother fucker I'm lovin it
Micky D's
I want a filet o fish today
don't you forget the fries
make that a super size
Micky D's
Micky please
bah dop bop bah baah
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7. |
Free Will and Grace
03:16
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I am your diluted apostle
making millions on exploited emotion
everything will be alright
the train's already in motion
I wrote down everything I said
and I did not mean anything I read
with a breath I can unleash legions
now all rise for your pledge of allegiance
I'm quoting deities way out of context
and I use phrases well structured and complex
you need me to breathe
I am the way, the truth and the life
and I speak with a concealed knife
with my vendetta and my insiders
now let's get you fitted for your new blinders
here we are now at the end of days
rally the troops, get those flags raised
I'm at my best, you're at your worst
the end is nigh, now you go first
I fell from glory a long time ago
but just trust me with your soul
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8. |
Get It Right
02:03
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it's time to get it right
cuz most people got it wrong
lemme show you how to get it right
don't stick your nose where it don't belong
get it right
drop your grudge
get it right
you're not my judge
trying hard to not look like a dick
you are making everyone sick
your friends are leaving, do something quick
make something up, you're full of shit
opened your mouth again ignorant
look at all the time you've spent
making up for all your past mistakes
it's too late, you're too fake
everything sux
get it right
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9. |
Another Night
02:39
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he's got a cigarette pressed between his lips
he's got his focus on his wages and making tips
he's got a problem in his mind with these nights and these days
he says girl hey hey hey
"this god forsaken world has got me down again
I think I might put a little bit of fun back in"
she tried to tell him that it wasn't a good idea
he didn't listen, he said "listen here,
I got a headache that needs taken care of
I gotta go find me a special kind of love
I got a stomach ache that just won't go away
oh doctor hey hey hey"
she knows what he wants in tonight
he's gonna end up in the brothel lookin for a fight
he's gonna end up in the big house in whatever state
because he's raisin hell all night and all day
every single step sinks further into the dirt
muddy boots accompanied with a blood stained shirt
he's got whiskey in his stomach and sin on his mind
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10. |
Jabroni
04:17
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there's a certain comfort
knowing you can't fight
the things that really
threaten your life
and everything else
just passes by
and you're left with trophies
and some insight
I grow stronger with every rhyme
all of these scars will fade in time
fade in time
it's always back and forth with these memories in my head
they start the day off and also bring it to an end
so pardon me while I punch another
couple goddamn holes into these walls
bloody knuckle requiem
this time it's for me
this ain't a song, this is a call to arms
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