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From the Jesus and the Mary Chain
Smash a Pumpkin Pop a vein
Kok Ramone heavy bangs
Janes addiction Alice in Chains
Fried off that Henny slim
Fueled by

From the Jesus and the Mary Chain
Smash a Pumpkin Pop a vein
Kok Ramone heavy bangs
Janes addiction Alice in Chains
Fried off that Henny slim
Fueled by

the pie
Don't wait too long the lane is occupied
By trains by cars by busses and flies
Smashing your forehead like you're not aiming high
Close enough

me presenting to him a possible new profession
I'm prepping for Halloween them pinheads will see that imma prodigy
Tell the pumpkin smashing punks my

Synergy kombucha, pumpkin pie
A Mediterranean salad with sweet potato fries
I like what I like, what I like, what I like
And I love what I love, what

the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost

showing me love as if they 
Was my cousin
But I might just be buggin
I’m carrying lots of this luggage 
Im smashing up all of the pumpkins 
I’m billy corgan

marshmallow fireside
Pumpkin pecan waffles we don't need the exercise
Nothing more to life than laying by your side
Don't need the right crew to get closer

the worst fashion coming to bulldoze and cave-in your nose mother fucker this isn’t Smash Bros but I’m throwing low blows smashing you like Idaho’s potatoes

four ways
Then chuck a tenner a day into Facebook's ad system to promote your latest single
Hoping it gets noticed by some important record label people

Writing songs every day on the low
While you're sniffing blow
Smashing coke
Losing all your morals
How'd you even cope
In the snow head deep

the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost

You your daddy's son, yo, first I hear the beat
I-I get- trap-a-holics mixtape
I'm a real big baller cause I-
Like a light show making big money

your strings
Twisting your screw and smashing your pumpkins
Blinded by me, you can't see the rings
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you laugh
Tasha

of chickens I'm pulling your wagon
Twisting your screw and smashing your pumpkins
Blinded by me, you can't see the phagun
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear

you met Tyler, the Creator
And the other members of Odd
Future how important was that?

GQ: They inspired you to record
Your first album, Nostalgia,

the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost

And even though your first born, wasnt by you and I
Our souls were made to join
Give me your heart, Your body and your mind
Some people live a lifetime

pumpkin
Like track yeah bitch I'ma run it up

Yeah I'ma run it up
For your love I can't get enough

Yeah I'ma run it up
For your love I can't get enough

momma taught me that if I
Was in a grocery store
And I’m by myself and a
Stranger grabbed my hand
Scream at the top of your fucking
Lungs if I’m

Twisting your truth
Smashing your dreams
Binded by me
Now you can't see
Yell in agony
That's all you can do yeah
I know he left us yeah
Better off alone
It

carolling
There's plenty of pumpkin pie left by the way
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
Do you mind Melvyn?
Everyone's dancing

(Outro)

Chingy

Powerballin'

2004

representing the Git It Boyz
This your boy Chingy
And matter of fact,
I wanna shout out everybody who had something to do with this album
The Features

Nasty, I’m hella nasty
You wanna talk about a blessing
Well, come and ask me
Every time I bite my tongue
Call me Obama’s daddy
They love the way I