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Don't threaten me with a good time
Circular saws, nunchucks, broken glass
You are fuckin' choking on a dick shaped like real life
Tastes like cancer
Artwork ain't free it costs about as much as a hospital visit
The more colors the more expensive
Who the fuck are you to bitch?
I'll leave my shit where I please
Clean it up for once
A reason for a generation's retardation
Genitals like yours grip on the good and the lonely
Surprise bitch its cunting season
I've got a bear trap enslaved by your meat curtains
Knees against iron the willing walk in
The bitches don't walk out
They limp
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The Next Genocitation
03:34
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Dont grow old - dont fucking grow
Just trying not to die, our kids need us
Our kids need us
We pray every day and we dont get a break
I dream in clouds, I dream in mushrooms
I have created a little man, who will conquer his little world?
Who will conquer his world?
Who will conquer this world?
Picture your kids suffering
Picture it
Imagine knowing they have no chance
For that cause you'll have to cut off my arms to disarm me
I promise mine will stand
I fucking promise he will stand for honor
The disarmed
I'd fucking die to free your trigger fingers
The next generation
Think of your fucking kids, where are we going?
Think, think of your fucking kids
Where, where are we going?
Think, think of your fucking kids and where we are going
Think of your fucking kids
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Where did they go?
They fucking died!?
Make a camp, make a fortress, make me some fucking breakfast
Nails in her nails, why didn't she tell anyone?
Its not alive anymore
Can she still see?
Chalk outlines on the cealing
Investigate, build a gate
Get a pair of sun glasses its gonna get fucking bright in here
Wear your gloves
Dont get fired
Go over there and tell me if you smell it
Smells like a lost cause
Use your man hands
I've killed better people for less
Use your man hands
I have only seen this twice!
Its still really fucking weird
And then it got up and looked right at us before leaping out the window
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General Smudley Butler
03:22
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They said a coup d'état, what the fuck was that?
Some asshole dropped the ball
It's like a Caesar fan you look up to, I can taste iron
Have you ever seen a vulture change his mind?
Only when one dies, I follow the lead of the poacher
The skin does not come off until the insides are devoured
The skin does not come off
Butler stood against the tide then disappeared, true heroes never make history books
I dont want to be a hero
I just want to shred the vultures
i dont want to be a hero
They deserve exploded bodies
Turning their figures into abstract slaughter
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Hey big guy how about I chew on your distorted face?
I don't think you're fuck up enough
I won't tolerate you in my town, how would you like to be turned inside out?
You'll make me your fuckin' bitch?
Go ahead make me a murderer
I'd love to spread you around my zip code, quenching the grounds bloodthirst
The skinny slut will be peeled alive in front of your leather eyes
Like a predatory bird I start with the belly
I start with the belly know your fuckin place, I made you like this remember?
I will shape you
Remember who fucking did this
I will shape you
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