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1. |
Smolder
03:08
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I grew up a stray
My mother calls me anyway
I let it ring everyday
Let them say what they say
I am a cold shoulder move over
I get no bolder I just grew older
There’s hate in me I let smolder
My life turned to shit
I moved on after a bit
It wasn’t just a wall I hit
I threw stones not a fit
I am a cold shoulder move over
I get no bolder I just grew older
There’s hate in me I let smolder
She’s the only one that calls
Who am I to take the falls
In a life of empty halls
I bang my head against the walls
I am a cold shoulder move over
I get no bolder I just grew older
There’s hate in me I let smolder
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2. |
Fuck Around and Find Out
02:40
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Like a fool
Tattooed myself in middle school
Broken Queen; broken rule
Safety pin printer ink
I will always lip sync
To you better think
And wink
Eat shit at the skating rink
But I got pills like Pink
I’m not supposed to drink
I’m no psychiatrist but I am a doctor with degrees
And I’m telling you to save it please
I’m smarter than you and your shit
Best believe
Never for fucking get
Another thing is r-e-s-p-e-c-t
Fuck around and find out what that means to me
Do you want to be
Rained down upon chickadee
With a wrath you couldn’t foresee
Oh yes I go there
I go everywhere
I joined the law site Dockets
I’m a scientist of no rockets
And I’ve stuck keys in sockets
But I will fuck you blind
Oh no it’s not nevermind
Got you on perjury here’s where you signed
Skeletons are not hard to find
If there’s a will there’s a way to be quite unkind
Let me just remind
How a fuck me is declined
Fuck around and find out
You might doubt
I’ll tell you right out
There ain’t no high route
Now I don’t remember how many tattoos
I’ve known more black than blues
I know how to leave a bruise
In your life you hit snooze
Believe the news
You greet who you choose
I am not of your views
I do not get howdy dos
That’s fine just fuck off a good bit
I don’t believe in talk shit get hit
Talk shit and sit
Do not run
Tattooed girl with the gun
Pistol whip
In my grip
I’ll show you commandership
Call me crazy you don’t know
How far it will go
Here she is though
And so
What do I owe?
Knives in the eyes to throw
You kill what you sow
I grow
Though
I burrow so low
My laugh starts slow
What is the status of quo
How deep is your shallow
I am not bathed in sorrow
I do not wait for tomorrow
Former me feels like a photo
Who was I long ago
I let them bury me in indigo
Now it’s different though
Trust
I said trust
You don’t want to see me combust
Fuck around and find out
You might doubt
I’ll tell you right out
There ain’t no high route
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3. |
Knives in the Eyes
03:10
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I thought you were done with me
You can’t be the jailer if I have the key
There’s a jailer for every way to be free
With knives in my eyes, how do I see
How many times how many times
Must you die in my eyes
The jailer is back from the dead
I killed my jailer in my head
No rival remains I said
There is a placeholder instead
The jugular
The jugular is where I returned
The knife you earned
The knife stuck in my back
Strife
my life
Strife
My life under attack
I kept track
Xed you out tic tack
Toe
You go
Bye bye
High five
Mr. nice guy
Do you have nine lives
I have nine knives
We have had nice times
We see eye to eye
Or eye for an eye
Tooth for a tooth
Yours is loose
Tit for tat
Tip your hat
I take a picture and laugh
You won’t last longer than that
I don’t play dirty I play inhumane
You don’t fuck with crazy, well I’m insane
I am not on the food chain
You can’t always get what you want indeed
But I returned something you really did need
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4. |
People Are Dumb As Fuck
02:50
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My albums should hit like a semi truck
How much thought could a dumb fuck chuck
If a dumb fuck stayed stuck
And a thought never fucking struck
Good luck
I’ll tell you what
I’m not clear-cut
I won’t be cute but
Yes I will interrupt
Your minds are shut
Your minds are corrupt
You deconstruct
Yourself to fit inside
A mold in which you hide
All hail the deaf dumb and blind
You’ve never known ocean wide
Shiny shiny almighty lied
You look at me glossy-eyed
You’re committing suicide
No one would care if you died
Has your attention span already fried
What do you have to show
You’re an Instagram hoe
We get your bland life blow by blow
We know joe blow and Jane doe
Who are you though
Why do you aim so low
To be the same
Worship the name
Of almighty’s chosen one of fame
Where is her flame
Why is there acclaim
There should be shame
For what people became
You’ve tricked yourselves tame
Words are vapid and lame
I say this in vain
There it went over your head
Yeah you were on that screen instead
Shiny metal, brain full of lead
Your words are better left unsaid
You don’t like this beat either
Different, not for a mouth breather
I’ll have a reliever
The finest fucking underachiever
They say love ooh woo gave me a fever
I want to make you a disbeliever
Not a tv receiver
Im no crowd pleaser
I’ll fuck your brain at my leisure
Phone says golden retriever
Go have a seizure
Go have a child at age fifteen
And resent them like it was unforeseen
You’re not keen
Go do meth and go to jail
Be that skinny 5’ 7 white female
Stare at a screen until you’re numb
It says so, so go buy some
People are just so fucking dumb
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5. |
I'm Fine Thanks
02:55
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I wash my hair in the bath
I am NOT, so fuck off Sylvia Plath
I used to say feel my wrath
Well now look at the aftermath
Why don’t you go
Back to what you know
It’s not me
It’s not me
I am a mess
They say god bless
I went free
All day I sing and play guitar
When I grow up I’m gonna be a rockstar
My dreams were in place and no longer are
But I’m on a swingset and you’re failing the bar
This sweatshirt came off the floor
I wore it to the grocery store
Fuck this life heretofore
It took a funeral to close a door
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6. |
Tax the Churches
02:24
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Jesus did not throw tea
Into the Boston harbor chickadee
For you to fuck around for free
Don’t you monkey see
No taxation without representation
Tax evasion in this American nation
I’m getting off at station
Eternal damnation
Your book is old, I want a citation
10 percent that’s a scam not donation
Does the money go straight to salvation
Your problems are self-made
You had none before they had you swayed
And brain cells is how you paid
They fucking got you played
War is the biggest scam of all
Big leader man says you take the fall
If you can’t get a scholarship for football
Martyr that’s doesn’t get to make the call
Fuck the United States
Burn the flag for fucks sakes
How is it that everyone else hates
A country cause we’re not playmates
Based on what leader dictates
Kill is what he mandates
This is the behavior of primates
What even motivates
You and whose army well none
I don’t need a fucking gun
I don’t need a country that’s run
On lies and murder crusades won
On propaganda they’ve spun
Yet this is how it’s done
Brave soldiers we need
To perpetuate our greed
Life to give is a scam indeed
I guess you don’t really need
To know the name
Of the person you kill in a game
When they’re all the same
One down is in vain
In return you get a bullet in the brain
Our country doesn’t care about you
You died? Well he died too
Whoopty do
Here’s a funeral for the family you never knew
I’d soon die without an army than for red white and blue
Really everything is a scam in a way
The world is an advertisement you miss everyday
You just slit your wrists and pay
But money is not the root of all evil I’d say
Evil is in your head anyway
The real scam is how you waste
Your life on problems you would’ve never faced
If you just hadn’t chased
When you should’ve just braced
Only the weak fall for this shit
They don’t know themselves
Or won’t admit
So they’ll commit
To anything but what’s really it
Is you
It’s fucking you too
Be someone who soul searches
Wake up and tax the churches
Your problems are self-made
You had none before they had you swayed
And brain cells is how you paid
They fucking got you played
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7. |
Smile for the Retake
03:37
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I hate the way this took
I am a broken open book
I blossom; they look
Down at the ground that shook
A drop of rainfall
A quarter to call
It took nothing to lose it all
The funeral was outside
I sang too slow and they cried
I wish that everything had died
No I still walk the tide
A drop of rainfall
A quarter to call
It took nothing to lose it all
Handshake or hands shake
I am salt of the earthquake
Salt in the wound at stake
Smile for the retake
A drop of rainfall
A quarter to call
It took nothing to lose it all
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8. |
Straight Girl
03:19
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A woman a woman is rare
There’s a lot of little girls out there
She was 5’11 black hair
I’ll tell the truth it wasn’t a dare
She had a boyfriend I said fuck that
She hurt like hell was hell like a cat
She hit me, my lap is where she sat
She took it off in 4 seconds flat
Talk of the town a new religion
I didn’t cut her hair in no god damn kitchen
Got my hands on a new edition
Fucked a straight girl in mint condition
The one I met at church required no search
Named angel, I showed her devil
She was 36 I have to revel
I was 18 get on my level
I’m a rebel
Where’s my medal
I don’t meddle
I don’t settle
If I only had a heart it’s a gas pedal
You can peddle
Your black kettle
Scrappy rapper scrap metal
You can heckle
I don’t Hyde I’m no jeckyll
Next was my professor
I have to say god bless her
Wasn’t hard to impress her
Didn’t apply pressure
She was a good guesser
Fuck around and find out
Time out
Climb out
Of your housewife hole
Here’s the heart I stole
Let’s take a stroll
Don’t it take a toll
I have one goal
Don’t lose control
And give them heart snd soul
That’s not my role
They give you part but never whole
The fall of the cards one day say fold
I consoled
The girl out of her mold
I took off her blindfold
She’s 22 years old
Don’t hold
Out hope that she’ll stay sold
Though she does as she’s told
Stay bold
I say stay cold
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9. |
Ladykiller
02:17
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She walks into the bar alone
Doll I lost your number call my phone
Start a tab, my pick has just shown
Shots to the ones I’ve already taken home
Hi yeah I’m waiting for my friends hun
Sometimes they’re too lazy to come
What’s your name, where are you from
See a lot of girls here but you’re the cutest one
Oh dance you know you love this song
You’ve wanted to dance with me all night long
For what reason would you turn down lil john
I took her cause she wanted to be hands on
Lady-killer
Heart winner
Fuck taking you to dinner
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10. |
Smoking at Your Funeral
03:14
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12. |
Kill The Rich
03:30
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13. |
You Can't Yes if They No
03:03
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14. |
Jugular Gunjumper
03:15
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15. |
Call The Hound
02:42
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16. |
Art Is Dead
04:07
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17. |
Woman
02:22
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She loves to hate, this I love
Yes no all of the above
She’s a drug I can’t get rid of
She just loves what it does
Woman got me like on pain pills pain pills
The more I get I’m the same still same still
She hates to love, loves to go
She says last time though
Where she goes I don’t know
There is a song that I must owe
Woman got me like on pain pills pain pills
The more I get I’m the same still same still
She loves to fuck, fucks cause she could
Cause she knew I would
Heartbreakers are misunderstood
She smiles and it hurts so good
Woman got me like on pain pills pain pills
The more I get I’m the same still same still
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