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It's like I learned all the shit I was supposed to learn, but like deep down I'm not, actually that shit. You know what I mean? But the truth is, is that like, I'm just hurt. Like when people, when people are like mentally traumatized they just, they turn into animals. And that's why I'm a daywalker, ya know? Cause it's like, I should just be on the street biting myself and screaming at people.
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Moneytalks (og by AC/DC)
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Tailored suits, chauffeured cars Fine hotels, big cigars Up for grabs, up for a price Where the red hot thembos keep on dancing through the night The claim is on you The sights are on me So what do you do That's guaranteed Hey big man, you want it all The furs, the diamonds, the painting on the wall Love me for the money Listen to the moneytalk Love me for the money Listen to the moneytalk A french maid, foreign chef A big house with king size bed You've had enough, you ship them out The dollar's up, down, you'd better buy the pound The claim is on you The sights are on me So what do you do That's guaranteed Hey big girl, you broke the laws You hutsle, you deal, you're the same as us all Love me for the money Listen to the moneytalk Love me for the money Listen to the moneytalk You're the same as all these motherfuckers Just tryna get a bag Don't let em tell you you're different Oi West Coast NORCAL's best This VXROW shit we about Money talks, bs fucking walks, bitch West coast norcal cybergrind That's what it is That's what it's gonna be This VXROW saying Money talks Bs fucking walks, bitch Make money or your a bitch, bitch
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That's really what my, it's what's, what's, ya know, what's in my heart, ya know, like my ministry. (laughs) That's my ministry, it's just being on the street biting myself and screaming at people.
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that light on my feet type shit angry I go through this shit happy im expelling it look at me again hey I'm out here human yet I'm not a human where is all my movement where is where am this is not the way i hey I'm all here human im not in my new where is all my movement in my head
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Beal (feat. Joe Cutter)
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Wax on wax off dat ass prax on deres feeling like I'm obligated to latch on the stress Tess is lit-mus rag doll um how I toss um dip shits Directly inside of the clutch I swing my nuts like nunchucks bear witness I'm dark inside of this prism but what I project is realistic Your b**** emaciated as f*** like Ally McBeal b**** Beal b**** Beal b**** Beal b**** i hate these titties swinging wildly in my way and hella sweaty wanna get a little snippy wanna show my lil nippy why are sacks of fat, so sexy just cause they could feed a baby i don't want a fuckin baby just a bra that doesn't hate me like Ally McBeal b**** Beal b**** Beal b**** Beal b**** i wish these stupid tits never grew in i wish these stupid tits never grew in like Ally McBeal b**** Beal b**** Beal b**** Beal b**** Joe
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Life without a bag of chips what a way to live into what we got we give what a way to live being fake to earn a quid what a way to live dying for a sponsorship what a way ya dead
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But ya know, I, if I could, if I could take that and put it into a band instead, that'd be good. I just don't want it to go to waste, ya know?
{e0e}
I heard you on the wireless back in '52
Lying awake, intently tuning in on you
If I was young, it didn't stop you coming through
Oh-a oh-a
They took the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machine on new technology
And now I understand the problems you could see
{f1ll}
Oh-a oh-a
I met your children
Oh-a oh-a
What did you tell 'em?
{dbeat}
(Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star)
In my mind and in my car
Can't rewind, we've gone too far
(Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star)
Pictures came and broke your heart
Put the blame on VCR
{e0e}
And now we meet in an abandoned studio (Oh-a)
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago (Oh-oh-oh-oh-a)
And you remember that the jingles used to go
Oh-a oh-a
You were the first one
Oh-a oh-a
You were the last one
{dbeat}
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car
We can't rewind, we've gone too far
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
{f1ll}
Pictures came and broke your heart
Put the blame on VCR
{e0e}
(You are)
Video killed the radio star
(A radio star)
Video killed the radio star
(You are)
Video killed the radio star
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I'm not going to heaven, cause I'm gay
(Brothers and sisters,
are you ready to feel the spirit?)
{SEGA BASS FISHING VERSE 1}
I'm not going to Heaven, cause I'm gay
Cause I'm gay
I'm not going to Heaven, cause I'm gay
Cause I'm gay
I'm going to Hell
Gonna suck so much clit in Hell
Cause I'm gay
{SEGA BASS FISHING VERSE 2}
Well my momma told me
Pray to Mary she loves you
And if you want forgiveness
Then you've gotta love her too
I make sure to kneel to Mary
She often comes for me
Then fills me with the spirit
And with ecstasy
(BOP)
I make sure to kneel to Mary
She often comes for me
Then fills me with the spirit
And with ecstasy
(BOP)
I'm so gay
Suck his clit and then
Suck her clit and then
Suck their clit and then
Suck your clit
And then suck (clit)
You can suck my clit
Gonna suck these clits
Gonna suck those clits
Gonna suck this fuckin clit
{pause- and weird breathing then another pause}
Cause I'm gay
I'm going to Hell
Gonna fuck so many chicks in hell
Cause I'm gay
Feel the spirit
Hallelujah
Amen
Amen
Amen
(suck my clit)
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(Two bits of stone where to go fabricate centerfold thinking more feeling whole) is it enough? it's good now it's good now it's good now (it's good now or ?) it's good now it's good now it's good now (it's good now or ?) i don't feel words insides that burn keeling cover cutting up into nothing you can hurt bravely where i can go senses that choke the world more than an aggravation i am not without satisfaction i don't feel words insides that burn keeling cover well are you here waiving above me or just another word . . burn! your love your fuck your bullshit first the cross then mental prison Jesus! god's just a word
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[BVNE] I don't know what's behind the hinges It cracks, I follow you in my intuition always leads me far astray Break it down To open up The door in my head What's inside is nothing now Turn the knob Oh my god I'm cracking open Fucking hopeless Falling down
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breed, breed, breed, breed breed, breed me fenced in all of my insides are warm take a sip, don't repeat it wings in the last of the known inner veil, so revealing im on my way 2 the sun crispy outside, softly seasoned ["this song is about chicken nuggets"] breed, breed, breed, breed breed, breed me fenced in
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It's like I learned all the shit I was supposed to learn, but like deep down I'm not, actually that shit. You know what I mean? But the truth is, is that like, I'm just hurt. Like when people, when people are like mentally traumatized they just, they turn into animals. And that's why I'm a daywalker, ya know? Cause it's like, I should just be on the street biting myself and screaming at people. That's really what my, it's what's, what's, ya know, what's in my heart, ya know, like my ministry. (laughs) That's my ministry, it's just being on the street biting myself and screaming at people. But ya know, I, if I could, if I could take that and put it into a band instead, that'd be good. I just don't want it to go to waste, ya know?
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tumble outta bed and I stumble to the kitchen Pour myself a cup of ambition and Yawn and stretch and try to come to life Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumping Out on the street, the traffic starts jumping With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5 Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving They just use your mind, and they never give you credit It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it 9 to 5, for service and devotion You would think that I would deserve a fair promotion Want to move ahead but the boss won't seem to let me I swear sometimes that man is out to get me They let you dream just to watch them shatter You're just a step on the boss man's ladder But you got dreams he'll never take away In the same boat with a lot of your friends Waiting for the day your ship will come in And the tide's gonna turn an' it's all gonna roll your way Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living Barely gettin' by, it's all taking and no giving They just use your mind and you never get the credit It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it 9 to 5, yeah, they got you where they want you There's a better life and you think about it don't you It's a rich man's game no matter what they call it And you spend your life putting money in his wallet
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