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Sorban
02:40
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Unpasteurized pastor
passing judgment on the wacker
lacking life-affirming action
torching churches
angry cracker
cracking knuckles
nothing matters
after all, we're falling faster
past the point of no return
throat, it burns
i'm not an actor
i'm an asshole holy man
holy guacamole man!
show the moldy stoner to the sober boats to holy lands
hand-held head hunter punting parts below the band
5 cent return on the coca cola soda can
i don't really know, so i line up a little bit of snow
grind up a little bit of dro
get a little bit of butter in my nose
oh no, but i bet a better bitch get a better wrist
give a little twist, lick a little dick
pick it up and sever it
separate it into seven chunks, wit ya W's up, i'm a veteran
JK, it's my first day
and you can tell that a motha fucka thirsty
so shut up and listen to her say
icky beat a bitch up in the worst way!
curse me!
i'm gettin off topic, take two steps back and let me think
shit yo i get the fuck up and i run to the bathroom and puke in the sink
do you know what i'm sayin, know what im sayin, know what i mean?
cuz when i spit it quick its like my dick is gettin licked
give it a kiss while i twist yo spleen
with the green brown gunk
we can see how fun
when the triage come
it'll be one-on-one
when i run, run away
no they can't catch me
creamy J with a leak from the gash on his face
hit the gas, freeway
i believe i be safe
they believe i be dead
i vcan see it in the way
that they gawk, when i walk
when i walk, man i rock
with my cock peakin out between my shorts and my sock
man i don't give a fuck what you think bout the ickymack
city stacked fat on my big black fitted cap
gimme dat
all dat
stack up all racks
high out my mind
on the nod, watchin Mall Rats
small cats stomped like japanese fetish porn
all that came out was guts like kettle corn
but i better warn - shit is gettin warm
and i'm gettin off, man, my rocks fell on the floor
so i pick em up and get em off again, like a fiend
i'm a fiend for the scenes that are seen as obscene
do you see what i mean?
see to believe that i've seen something sick like a chick turning green
so i lean to the left and my eyes get glassy
seems i'm the best, look ribht past me
i dont give a fuck!
jiust fill another cup!
while a bad bitty bitch lemme feel on her asscheeks!
actually, factually, feelin fantastically
scratchin the skin that i peel from the back of me
slap a beat and i go off like an athlete
crashing off molly so probably look after me
catch me cuz im fallin son
god said im the fallen one
i said im the ballin one
i guess that makes me all-in-one
nail me to the crucifix
fuck, i could get used to this
drive a stake up through my wrist
blood and guts will ooze and drip
allusive, abusive, bruised and useless
mind so gone i cant even use it
use it or lose it
to use its a nuisance
a noose on my neck
yep yep, ima choose this!
fuck!
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Burnt Up
02:36
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black and white flashes, hub caps, and adrenaline
passin night traffic, bus passed on the N again
pocket fulla weed, diphenhydramine, and venison
bleedin thru my jeans i mean i seem to seen his head again
pokin thru my window, bendin over just to peak a bit
broken innuendo when i sense that she has seen some shit
see, i aint so observant--
shoulda seen the gleam, i bleed cement
at least i cannot feel it from that baby lean and cheeba hit
i mean that i get where i am on the ground
the corner of hatred and based with a crown
im making a drink and its making me drown
pounding it down from my vein to my mouth
and i'm hating it now
hating the way that i'm face to the ground
cuz if i get up then i'm faced with a crowd
but if i stay down then i'm basically out
so i pack that shit and i pass that shit and i tag that shit on the wall
and i lean against the wall with me hand down me draws
and me middle finger up, ima ball
so i grab this trick n she grab this dick
and i act so sick, i might fall
but if i pass this night without yackin on my nikes, ima chalk this up to draw
gettem
been this high? little bit, have you been this high? little bit little bit
been this high? little bit, have you been this high? little bit little bit
met this guy? he's a little bent, have you met this guy? he's a little bent little bent
met this guy? he's a little bent, have you met this guy? he's a little bent little bent
been this high? it's a little bad, have you been this high? it's a little bad little bad
been this high? it's a little bad, have you been this high? it's a little bad little bad
met the sky? she's a little sad, have you met the sky? she's a little sad little sad
have you met the sky? HAVE YOU MET THE SKY????
i wake up on a BART train, part brain dead
and take another bar before my heart breaks bread
i got a bottle Makers Mark, so i toast, drank fed
i guess i musta stole it cuz im broke, bank said
it doesnt matter where i got it cuz i got it and it's good
just enough to take my body back into the woods
back into the darkness, swear i barely even started
before i blink i'm pukin in the sink and bleedin in the tub
needle in my arm, needle in my vein
deeper than my heart, deeper than my brain
see it in the stars, read it on a page
put it down and pick it up and put it back away
and i never see the way
burnt up turnt livin in first place
burnt up turnt livin in worse shape
burnt up turnt livin in first place go!
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Duck Hunting
02:40
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4. |
Dark Matter
03:06
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