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Jump
01:13
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Rippin' up the streets sayin' fuck your gang
I don't need a crew I don't need to hang
Burnin' all my bridges I don't give a fuck
Dustin' skids like it's a crime
Try and cross me I will smash your head
Till you're dead
Cry
Till you die
Take that fist and shove it up your
I still burn through every inch of my soul
Thinkin' how to kill you while still keepin' you whole
I wana show you off to the rest of your gang
So they'll finally know that just ain't how you hang
I won't crack I ain't startin' to fade
Quenching my thirst with your blood on my blade
Feeling you go cold is what keeps me warm
I'm leavin' you to rot and die alone
You. Dont. Fuck. With. Spunk.
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2. |
Feelin' Nice
00:42
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Kick that shit cause it's startin' to crack
Twistin' through the air cause im feelin' whack
You're gunna taste my shit and that's a fact
Facin' death there's no turnin' back
Yeah! Board slidin' through this half pipe life
Yeah! Back n' forth like the blade of a knife
Yeah! Wax you up till you slip away
Yeah! Backside blunt cause im feelin' nice / OK
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I'm Fucked
01:12
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He wont go to sleep and he wont go to bed.
Keeps smashing his shit. Keeps on banging his head.
He wont go to school and he wont go to work.
He keeps cheating the game. I'll keep my eyes on the hearse.
I'll brush my suit and I'll tighten my tie.
Cause I'm ready for the day that we all die.
I'm the spider on your neck, goosebumps on your skin.
I'm the Lord who buys your soul as your life runs thin.
I'm fucked cause I'm sick and I'm fucked cause I'm dead
and I'm fucked cause I'm bound to the beating of your flesh.
I'm fucked for the thrill and Im fucked cause I'm fucked
and I'm just fucking laughing as you spiral out of luck.
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Friends
00:56
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Friends! Who needs em?
You're fine by yourself cause you're just gunna squeeze em'
Bros! Who needs em?
You're just callin' girls hoes while everyone knows
Your dick controls your mind and you
can't accept that you're a pig,
you're just a slug you're gunna lose
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5. |
Coke Head
01:18
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You got your clothes and you got ripped jeans
Showin off your shit like i care what it means
I'm tryna hit my deck and get to the streets
Shred till you're dead man it wont be clean
Kick up the dirt
Freeze! For the squirt
Trip till you fall
Don't you stop
I don't give a fuck if you think you're the MAN
Draped to your knees wearing more than a grand
It's chewing up my mind and it's starting to bend
Cause i don't give a fuck about your coke head friends
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6. |
Psychological Abuse
01:03
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150
Out of control
Can't stop me
Free bowls
Yeah! 2 cops couldn't stop me
Sittin' in the back mindin' my shit
Speed runnin' while I'm takin' a hit
Yeah! 2 cops couldn't stop me
I'm fucking out of control
Yeah! You can't contain me
I'm havin' breakfast in bed
Psychological abuse
I don't know what side to choose
Psychological abuse
The cum dungeon i can't refuse
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7. |
Burnin' Up 4 You
01:04
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I have a fire
and it's burning in me
So if i burn you
you just gotta forgive me
You better hope hell gets there first
Cause I'm wishing you the worst
I met the devil
and he tried to forgive me
He put his hand right out
Spat right in his face and said you'll never forgive me
You're gonna rot in hell
Lucky it's not my spell
Burning your flesh with a rosary
Always under my spell
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Pig
00:49
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I'm gunna start shit
You better watch it
I'm gunna start shit
Get fucked pigs
I know you don't give a fuck about me and I couldn't care less
Ya you're gunna flip out and ill have your head right up your ass
Put you direct to the source so you can finally taste your own shit
Yeah man eat your own shit
Yeah man I hope you taste it
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9. |
Dead in a Park
01:45
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Broken
Stolen
Cheated
I left you at the bar to die
Beaten
Bruised Cut up
I left you at the park to die
Smelling
Wet and
Rotting
With maggots in your fuckin' eye
Painted
Waxed and
Moulded
and you will never see the light of day
Worms and dirt will eat your flesh
You're worms and dirt
There's nothing left
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10. |
In My Head
00:07
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK
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11. |
I Feel...
02:03
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I'm heatin' up
I'm catching flame
This pan is cooking
My fucking brain
Twisting the knife
In my gut again
I'm starting to dig the pain
Losing sight
Nothing to gain
I think I'm going insane
Got a grip
On the streein' wheel
I met the devil
and I cut a deal
He said crash the car
He said turn the wheel
He said put that pedal to the floor and burn everything you feel
I'm fucking insane
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Spunk Toronto, Ontario
NORM
MATT
NOAH
CHRIS
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