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HOOK:
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the 
Bad to the
Take it to the dome
To the dome
To the dome
To the dome
I'm bad
Bad
Bad

to the blood moon stream
Caught me dead to rights when you said "fuck this forever"

And a truancy of wasps begin trying to make us their home
As we pull

that supply, let me die
In the milky lake, polluted by dead wasps 
I sneeze on your attempts at buttering
Buttering the muffins 
Buttering up the muffins

wasps
On a dying rat

Everything is rotting
Like my worn out soul
Disgrace is feeding
All its beloved sons
Everything is falling
Collapsing on itself
My

free
I came to see my enemy
Shooting balls of energy
Annihilate, no point to flee

One by one I shoot 'em up
I cannot be stopped by wasps and bees

Flags as fuel
From fear we duel
'Til no one can stand anymore

And those that can see
Are blinded by the
Books flaming at their door

But you can't

getting by, man he's hot it's vapor fly
Do not try it's cyanide, spitting deadly in your eye
Chug the brew a potion too, purple liquid Ivan Ooze
A power

since '09
Kid buzzing like a wasp nest
Flow lockness monster, no weapon formed against shall prosper Lord
Swear I'm over looked
Figured by now that bar

While Ochre is melting by the boulders
Those farmers are bargaining for dust
A wasp inside a tin-can simply smoulders
Buzzing for its life; it's not

Leeches to logs
Increasingly small
A piece of a dot
A sting of a thought
To think, that we bees or a wasp
It's mind shattering that we aren't a God

Cut a boy footloose and it leave him shaken
I'm in the field talk on my damn end zone 
Cast not or get hit back by your damn stone
Feel me the real see

of 
Your skin, comes and audible hum
Wasps, swarming at the scent of the sweet, aromatic substance 
Clinging to your flesh
Rising to your feet, you flee

lessons
And by God protection won't be affected by ne'er a weapon
As I'm steppin through the valley in the shadow of death
The gold, pussy, and guns is

I know
In a straight line I plod down this road

It's a bliss, it's a whirl, It's a living
It's a wasp in grace
It's Viva Las Vegas, it's rock n' roll

Breakin' a hip but he still got hops
Hurts like a bitch he stings like a wasp
Don't gotta pops 'cause he is the pops
Pops of the bops, he rains barrage
Goat

me
Like you'll never be the queen be
You fucking bitch
You can't sit with us
Get hit by a bus
Queen bee your a wasp
Wanna be me there's a cost
Skinny

blatant say it
Straight to face
Check my engine got a new kit
Don't know where I'm headed but my fuse lit
Got fuel with all my fluids
Just flew by that's

making opps do drive bys while you smoking pot
Taking a walk in your own hood make you realize of the world you live in
If I get jumped I hope nobody films

We should head down to the tide
To go kick it with the bugs and the flies
Pass by the lighthouse
And the ocean red with disease
The moonlight gives

I think of the time
Spent along
The Canal Saint-Martin
And I'm crying
Together by the Seine
Under the willow tree
Drinking
How could you keep all

bitch while she’s still on my cock
Never said shit as solid as a rock
Trust me lil bitch you do not want to box
I float like a bird and sting like a wasp

a blizzard. Profits. The first time I felt the thrill of an accident. The first time my boner got photographed. By who though? Most likely myself though.

of the night.
Hypomanic episodes chasing them like wasps.
I‘m coming to visit you and help you by pharmacotherapy as well.
My pockets are filled with Ziprasidone

So by the time we hit the stage
My fever started breaking
I could see it all
I could see it all

Why stephen went away because
He said he needed