Lyrics:
snatch that chain off yo neck(Blitz), hittaz on deck hittaz on deck hittaz on deck....
Verse 1: fuck all that talkin we creepin we stalkin, big draco back
You always come out swinging, they don’t see things like you do
Burnt history books, bonfires and smoke of the truth
The mess we made, was fueled by
'til you see where we gone be after hour three
You're probably gonna be with Poly eating tamales and that shit was homemade by me
No one can mess with
me, I keep imagining
My future torn from it
I'm a mess, I'll say it I guess, the disconnect is true
Failed to read my destiny and wore the pages through
They asked you if you're alright,
You say yes,
But all the time you know,
It's a mess,
It's 5 pm and you're on your way home,
Just another day
By Chris James and Walter Egan
Damned if I will said Adam to Eve
What made you mess with that tree
Forbidden fruit from some snake in the grass
Just
and scratched too hard
Taken by surprise - I guess I showed it
Wasted liquor dripping down your face
I was not impressed like all those bitches
Easy prey is
the shore
I love how you dress
how your hair is a mess
ruffled by the wind so
Wild and free
With no guarantee
That we'll ever leave the sea
We don't need
Something banging in your head
You don't care about it anyway
Let us start again
Not alone
Gettind wild tonight
Come get some
I can see it right through your
cfter losing authority
Consent all over
I'm sure you don't mind
c change, a pass
Devil sponsored
Echos into a hole
cnd you belong to me
're much more than this to mess around
While we all know their prime days are over
No one cares for your truth
Don't you know these people always belittle
some ces
Acid on the body when they check the time of death
They don't know what's happening, you so a mess
I'm so concerned
That's a pump fake
Gotta
is father so ignorant
Why is mom crying for what she has done
Feeling dizzy the whole damn week
I just want to be loved by someone
Im all alone
Im
Holy harcore jesus christ
Knocking our religious life
Live by Crass, die by the sword
We're punk rock servants of the lord
You say that all you
just by fate.
'Cause first he don't have to drive, and then
he don't have to mess with the gate"
That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it
It's in
is lost
Nothing learned
Calling forth
Need for power
Days are numbered
By the hour
Fire streaks
Across the sky
The bombs hit
Then you die
One big eye
ride the engines of pimps
The colors were candy coated, incredible rims
And my dreams of what people sayin, don't get a job
I realize now it was all
to the battle
Bitch dont mess with the king
I pray for a power that can
Brighten my light
Cant hang on forever
Try the rest of the night
I feel the girl next door
ELECTION DAY by The Spiders
Bongo Boy Records Awesome Big Hair Volume One
ONE'S A LIAR AND ONE'S A FOOL
YOU HAVE NO CHOICE WHO YOU GONNA CHOOSE
Son
And There Will Be No Heirs At All
A Moan Has Started
I'm Sure You All Will See
This Is The First Time
That One Of Us Profaned
The Truth About
Better invest in a vest before Text Bless yo chest
With them double auto techs don't test or you'll rest
For fuckin' with the best we'll mess with
Better invest in a vest before Text Bless yo chest
With them double auto techs don't test or you'll rest
For fuckin' with the best we'll mess with
Run for cover now everything is still a mess
Handle it somehow in a fury, I confess.
Any chance to freeze? See how many days go by
Brought me
Well, sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things of what you're doing
In my head I paint a picture
Since
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