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Air Surfing
02:22
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Call it a stretch
I don't want to wretch bones
Pull it apart
Drinkin blood drenched cokes
Feelin stoked, cuz nobody cares
All alone in my own zone
All I can say is fair
Waking up to the news I'm okay
But whats done has been done the wrong way
Executed by what the fuck I say
Feelin knifes and spikes inside me all day
Pull it apart its been dead for awhile
Too far too tell, lets just call it denial
Split the difference and cash your bets
Its all the usual,
No need to get upset.
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30 Gallon Fire
01:41
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I found a
Waistband perspective broken
And a total resurrection of the slyly unspoken
I found a
State affair of the duly elected
Silver tongues burning with vampiric decrepit
I took a
Bet on nothing and gained so woefully
Id say this is enough, but they'd say not hopefully
I took a
Shot to dark with the contrast stark
And all ive seemed to learn is to bite before you bark
And who am i
to waste this breath
and who am i
to have fist bumped death
and who am i
without a force behind
and who am i
well im the worst of my kind
Ive got a fine line drawn
And im itchin to cross it
And ive created both sides
So whos even gonna watch it
Behind fine lines
Ive seem to found a faucet
To illicit chilling dawns
And a well recieved casket
Whats at stake
I am irrate
The irrational sense of debate
You call it sense
You call it fate
Well its just luck and well avoided
Hate
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3. |
Benson
02:15
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They call me Benson
Im a little out of touch
You are suspended
You both can be a bit much
I am intensive
Don't leave a single blade untouched
I come expensive
Because i get shit done
Mordecai and Rigby
Im afraid my patience has expired
Clean up this mess
Do it, or you're fired
They call me Benson
Im a little out of touch
You are suspended
You both can be a bit much
I am intensive
Don't leave a single blade untouched
I come expensive
Because i get shit done
When i go out
I want to feel the flames
On my breath
If you fuck with my crew
I could introduce you to death
They call me Boss
The head and hoss
The mother fucker out here
Preventing fuckin loss
Resolver of tension
Payer of pension
Mother fuckers
My name is fuckin Benson
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4. |
Eyes Painted Blind
02:20
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Youve gone and painted my eyes blind
So i cant see
Youve gone and falsified lifelines
So that i might perceive
That theres possible timelines
In which i am free
But ive pulled up the guise
And now i can perceive
That its
all just the same bullshit that im mother fuckin used to
and i guess its up to me to be the person taking issue
Social suicide
Initiated and pursued
Trayceal conduit
Spewin every shitty mood
Cursed to be the eternal bastard
I declare war on myself
With corpral force banned by the moral majority
I resort to crimes against health
Caustic common sense bled right through
And this wrap cant hold my skull together
Please drive faster so the next person you hit
Wont have to live for fucking ever
Youve gone and painted my eyes blind
So i cant see
Youve gone and falsified lifelines
So that i might perceive
That theres possible timelines
In which i am free
But ive pulled up the guise
And now i can perceive
That its
all just the same bullshit that im mother fuckin used to
and i guess its up to me to be the person taking issue
Social suicide
Initiated and pursued
Trayceal conduit
Spewin every shitty mood
Facing fate with a blank desire
To pull my own eyes out
This skull remains so arbitrary
So why not try a new route
In the desert, upon a dune
I detonate my vest
My gore and carnage evenly spread
That the moving dunes put to rest
Waking up everyday i cant feel like myself
Cuz the person i used to be now lives in hell
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Steady Aim
02:15
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While you pigs are getting fatter we set our sights true
With a bang and a clatter we could put an end to you
Once the glass has fuckin shattered and we can finally get through
Just know we honor dictators with a 20 gun salute
You dont know shit about running the country
You dont know shit about foriegn policy
You dont shit about how things are done
Youre just a billionare who wants to have fun
Steady aim
Dont shoot to maim
Steady aim
Shoot to kill
Pistol to your head
You better pray youre fuckin dead
Our eyes are seein red
And you let us keep our lead
So go and hold your head up
Pretend that you are safe
While were praying for our allies to put you in your grave
You dont know shit about running the country
You dont know shit about foriegn policy
You dont shit about how things are done
Youre just a billionare who wants to have fun
Steady aim
Dont shoot to maim
Steady aim
Shoot to kill
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