StoneMtn Posted November 2, 2006 Report Share Posted November 2, 2006 We flipped our finger to the king of englandStole our country from the indiansWith god on our side and guns in our handsWe took it for our ownA nation dedicated to libertyJustice and equalityDoes it look that way to you?It doesn't look that way to meThe sickest joke I know[Chorus]Listen up man, I'll tell you who I amJust another stupid americanYou don't wanna listenYou don't wanna understandSo finish up your drink and go homeI come from the land of Ben FranklinTwain and Poe and Walt WhitmanOtis Redding, Ellington,The country that I loveBut it's a land of the slaves and the ku klux klanHaymarket riot and the great depressionJoe McCarthy, VietnamThe sickest joke I know[Chorus]I'm proud and ashamedEvery fourth of julyYou got to know the truthBefore you say that you got prideNow the cops got tanks 'cause the kids got gunsShrinks pushin' pills on everyoneCancer from the ocean, cancer from the sunStraight to Hell we go[Chorus 2x] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SmoothedShredder Posted November 5, 2006 Report Share Posted November 5, 2006 Tour is War - Josh Martinez Another instore, another night on tour,Maybe I can meet some strangers I can pretend to make friends withI only ever see the bar, the hotel or the highwayWe drive, sleep and drink, arrive Half deadthen bring the crowd alive With the live rap musiccouple smokes couple sodas and a high fivePromoters owe us so let’s get some booze up in the diveRespect the honest living but its giving me griefI’m spending time spinning through the linen supple women in my reach.Where did the day go, on whose say so,I left my wallet and keys in san diegoI’ve stopped manning the lighthouse that guides ships to shore.I don’t care about your wherabouts, dood I’m on tourWorking hard for my money try to spread a little breadAnd feed a flock of deadbeats get em drunk and on the potI don’t make a lot of money but live a life inspired,By living off the fruits of my work so I can be retiredsit in a lounge chair where I’m allowed to just relax.I don’t fit into your bracket, I don’t pay the income taxPalletes smitten with musical talents.we walk on razorblades and can still find balance.it pays to be patient amidst all the unrest that comes from the palace.It weighs on my days.it makes me think in waves, of strong drink and hidden caves,whoever blinks first is forced to disperseand I’m craving the ways of the traveller trail blazing,taking time to be engulfed in something so amazing.Rediscovering the reason I love touring in the first place,if I do this for the loot then I’m dealing with worse case.love and hate the state they call being on the road.Haven’t dated in 3 years, feel ready to explode.But I’m a man on the move the landscape the moonthe need to feed off this planet’s life until my doom.everybody knows that hard work showsit separates the fakes from the pros.Shit happens you learn from it, you get to the topthen you burn to return to the summitI’m only one rapper in a bunch of pigeonholed kids whose goal wasjust be patient, avoid the temptationthe stagnation, it’s all location location.I listen /follow tradition, pay dues to musiciansPraises due Taj Mahal - gone fishing.First star wishing that I might glisten with good luck.Just another cog in the piston just waiting to get stuck Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SmoothedShredder Posted November 5, 2006 Report Share Posted November 5, 2006 Blaze of Grey - Josh Martinez It's not like we didn't go the extra mile we tried.Got painted into corners had to wait until the floors dried.Lying in bed, letting thoughts drift ahead may they touch the riftThat turns a sure thing into ifs and…Perhaps the cliffs we climb sap the drifting mind,I couldn't let it go still I left it all behind./I miss you in my bed it's getting harder to wake up,I used loved the way we fought then fucked to make up.But now you wouldn't know me see i've changed in ways.Gone over the alleged edge in these strange days.But be that as it may, i mingle every single day,On the surface and do things out of love on purpose.With nervous ticks, I keep my nose in my business,that's filled with failed tactics, walk the line like a fascist.I could’ve practiced more acting but i'm looking for fullfilling,feeling the pulling of sitting back and just chilling.I’m in process of making rapid progress,got some projects on the go but it's slow at the office.Glad i don't have a girl, but I want to be wanted.I approach undaunted. See if you got, you flaunt it.I'm on it like my ex on my best man.Thought sex was less than expected. Never been so disrespected.I'm getting past the point shoots keep pushing through the ground,but fuck it, I ain't tripping…but i keep falling down.It's been real rainy, my bed's been so empty,though i know there's plenty of fish in the sea to tempt mebut this time is meant for me to vent and finding plentyof things to do inside but not really doing anythingbut thinking and reading and drinking and dreaming,and staying up late night in smoky bars screaming.Let me in. Let me out. Hold it in Get it out.get a grip got a hold it fits now break the mold.Chorus:sleeping most of my days awaythen waking up in a blaze of grayjust can't pull it off and face the dayso i'm sleeping most of my days awayVerse 2Just another bitter literalist hate liberal artsliterature and get literally pissedPour out a little liquor for your dead mindwhat a bitter bind you can let the light in and still…There ain't no sunshine when she's gone,only darkness everydayI wonder this time where's she gone,and if she's gone to stay.I must insist, for this US to exist,we have to learn to live alone and keep growing on our own.I know right from wrong and know sight from song,and slight but strong, i take flight, BUT despite i'm hanging on.Damn right i'm doing dope things, I can't help growingGotta keep on keeping on, the lawn needs mowing.The dishes need doing, I need to do some more screwing,And usually i'm pretty choosy but when boozy only human...And if you see me at the party wearing nothing but a lamp shadeyou'll know i've come apart but that at least i've got bandaids.The band played on for the handmaidens who remainedand the dudes who stayed on, got laid til day dawned.I've made claims before that were different than my aimsnow i stand behind my words and i'm not calling out names.Like which claire was it, and where was it located,I still have the naked photos of a few ladies i dated.I know you're listening cause sometimes i can hear you,and if it's nearby, i can feel your heart beatingWe keep leaving things being it's not easy to contain,Keeping ominously calm when it never stays the sameWeaving through time like your touch could soothe my mind,i used to find clues to who i was but now i'm blind drunkon wine reaching punk rock plateaus then retching,and i'm not depressed I just passed out resting. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StoneMtn Posted November 17, 2006 Report Share Posted November 17, 2006 Someone drank my wineI stand on the welfare lineTape's stuck in the VCRAnd someone stole my carMy computer's obsoleteMy girlfriend has webbed feetMy radio won't workMy friends are jerksLife sucks, life sucks, life sucksDunkin' Donuts closedI got fungus on my toesMy girlfriend tried to strangle meWith her pantyhoseThe train it smells like shitThere ain't nowhere to sitMy radio won't workMy friends are jerksLife sucks, life sucks, life sucks,Life sucks, life sucksEvery timeSo what you wanna do?You can't stand bein' youJust kill yourself, just kill yourselfI'll leave a loaded gun for youI'll leave a loaded gun for you, for youI'll leave a loaded gun for youSomeone drank my wineI stand on the welfare lineTape's stuck in the VCRAnd someone stole my carThe train it smells like shitThere ain't nowhere to sitMy radio won't workMy friends are jerksLife sucks, life sucks, life sucks,Life sucks, life sucksEvery timeLife sucks, life sucksEvery time Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StoneMtn Posted January 4, 2007 Report Share Posted January 4, 2007 You make things miserable every day.You make me sick with the things you say.You stand for the anthem at the old ball gameAnd your pledge of allegiance is so fucking lame.This kind of freedom is perfect for you,As long as you can get away with what you do,But everything you do is in such bad taste,And it's your fault the media is such a waste.Be a good American.Fuck off!Be a good AmericanAnd go to war!Be a god-fearing citizenAnd kill someoneOr kill yourself.'Cause you're such a fucking bore.You nearly drove me crazy, In your asshole schools,Grooming us all To be fucking fools,Working for the government As zombie tools,But we won't be satsfied 'til we trash your rules.Put a gun in my backAnd I'll do what you say,But I'll burn down your houseIf I get away.Throw me in jailAnd I'll spit in your face,'Cause anarchy is gonnaTake your fucking place.So be a good American.Fuck off!Be a good AmericanAnd go to war!Be a god-fearing citizenAnd kill someoneOr kill yourself. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted February 1, 2007 Report Share Posted February 1, 2007 Aimee- Pure Prairie LeagueI can see why you think you belong to meI never tried to make you thinkOr let you see one thing for yourselfNow you're off with someone else and I'm aloneI can never see what's right or what is wrongAimee, what you gonna doI think I could stay with you for awhileMaybe longer if I doDon't you think the time is right for us to findAll the things we thought weren't proper could be right in timeAnd can't you see which way we should turn together or aloneI can never see what's right and what is wrongWoncha look at me an tell meAimee, what you gonna doI think I could stay with you for awhileMaybe longer if I doNow it's come to what you want you've had your wayAnd all the things you thought before just faded into grayAnd can you see that I don't know if it's you or if it's meIf it's one of us I'm sure we both will seeDon't take too long to tell meAimee, what you gonna doI think I could stay with you for awhileMaybe longer if I doI keep fallin in and out of love with youFallin in and out of love with youDon't know what I'm gonna doI keep fallin in and out of love with you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
d_rawk Posted February 2, 2007 Report Share Posted February 2, 2007 I'm put together beautifullyBig wet bottle in my fist, big wet rose in my teethI'm a perfect piece of assLike every CalifornianSo tall I take over the street, with highbeams shining on my backA wingspan unbelievableI'm a festival, I'm a paradeAnd all the wine is all for meI'm a birthday candle in a circle of black girlsGod is on my sideCuz I'm the child brideI'm so sorry but the motorcade will have to go around me this timeCuz God is on my sideAnd I'm the child brideAnd all the wine is all for meI carry the dollhouse, safe on my shouldersThrough the black city, night lights are on in the cornersAnd everyone's sleeping upstairsAll safe and soundAll safe and sound, I won't the let psychos aroundI'm in a state, I'm in a stateNothing can touch us my loveI'm in a state, I'm in a stateNothing can touch us my love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CatPhish Posted February 3, 2007 Report Share Posted February 3, 2007 (edited) I'm a crazy motherfucker with a heart of goldMess with me and your blood will run coldhunh[lyrics still in development] Edited February 3, 2007 by Guest hunh Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
djmelbatoast Posted February 3, 2007 Report Share Posted February 3, 2007 The sun's not yellow it's chicken. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jakis Posted February 18, 2007 Report Share Posted February 18, 2007 All the way down to the bottomAll the way down to the fireAll the way down to the devilBeelzebub(To the bottom of the pit, now)I got sinsPiled highWait for meWhen I dieHoly loveDirty deedYou don’t careFire burnsCold as iceNo more hateNo more liesCoffin nailedDirty deedsNo more life Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
djmelbatoast Posted February 22, 2007 Report Share Posted February 22, 2007 You're a part time lover and a full time friendThe monkey on you're back is the latest trendI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youI kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a trainI kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to sideI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youHere is the church and here is the steepleWe sure are cute for two ugly peopleI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youThe pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive meSo why can't, you forgive me?I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youI will find my nitch in your carWith my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitarI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youDu du du du du du duduDu du du du du du duduDu du du du du du dudu duUp up down down left right left right B A startJust because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smartI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youYou are always trying to keep it realI'm in love with how you feelI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youWe both have shiny happy fits of rageYou want more fans, I want more stageI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youDon Quixote was a steel driving manMy name is Adam I'm your biggest fanI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youSquinched up your face and did a danceYou shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pantsI don't see what anyone can see, in anyone elseBut youDu du du du du du duduDu du du du du du duduDu du du du du du dudu duBut you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SmoothedShredder Posted February 22, 2007 Report Share Posted February 22, 2007 all them tremendous brunettes aroundall them tremendous brunettes all them tremendous brunettes aroundslow down dont fuck with my highI want be left alone here with my monsters and say now it's time to ride to see lonely girlsand to not put the moves on themall them tremendous brunettes aroundall them tremendous brunettes all them tremendous brunettes aroundpraise now the baby genuisshe skips in the shade of the lonely sour apple treewhile she snaps on her gum her gleaming teeth bared and the shine that she shows to metremendous brunettes aroundall them tremendous brunttes aroundtremendous brunettes aroundall them tremendous brunttes aroundall of your ill-gotten games that you have wipped up to a rich, foamy lather, girlnameless gnaw off my painslike three hundred trumpets and just one is out of tuneall them tremendous brunettes aroundall them tremendous brunettes Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted March 8, 2007 Report Share Posted March 8, 2007 But if you should dieWould you please leave me your eyesAnd your recipe forArsenic pieAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted March 9, 2007 Report Share Posted March 9, 2007 I wish I could have stoodWhere you would have been proudThat won't happen nowThat won't happen nowAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted March 9, 2007 Report Share Posted March 9, 2007 I'm floating here from red to blue,The spectrum in between.Shifting in from yellow,Moving into green.Where's the gold I'm looking for,The cauldron black and hot.The silver teacup overflows,And shows me to the spot.Is there a pot of gold,At the end of this sweet rainbow?Shifting in from yellow,Feeling rather mellow, and I'm...I'm looking for my friend.Will this rainbow ever (ever!)Ever (ever!)End?Rainbow long and winding,Seems to never end.But perserverance pays its price,In looking for my friend.The dove I know will lend a hand,The pure no longer white.The purple face asphyxiates,And pales from the fight.Is there a pot of gold,At the end of this sweet rainbow?Shifting in from yellow,Feeling rather mellow, and I'm...I'm looking for my friend.Will this rainbow ever (ever!)Ever (ever!)End?Is there a pot of gold,At the end of this sweet rainbow?Shifting in from yellow,Feeling rather mellow, and I'm...I'm looking for my friend.Will this rainbow ever (ever!)Ever (ever!)End?Is there a pot of gold,At the end of this sweet rainbow?Shifting in from yellow,Feeling rather mellow, and I'm...I'm looking for my friend.Will this rainbow ever (ever!)Ever (ever!)End? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted March 12, 2007 Report Share Posted March 12, 2007 Whimsical, a pen in motion, thoughts roll in my mind, scamper by so quickly now an agile word would find, well I tried to grasp an angel, saw her wings, and watched her fly reality for mingling dreams to scurry back and get in line. We ordered out for mindless dribble, over used, half wit, ishkabibble, corner store junkies giving advice we ordered out for paradise. A gallery, a pen in motion, a delightful line instead, it's chivalry outranks commotion on the roads most common tread, and on those boots, the clicking heels, the dreams, the angel starts to fly, to masquerade the world's parade for only seconds at a time. We ordered out for mindless dribble, over used, half wit, ishkabibble, corner store junkies giving advice we ordered out for paradise. Apple butter toast is nice, envisioned on a third wind twice, my fine breaded friend was denied by the vice, And they missed the perfume. In a native centered world, one picks the fruit right off the trees, on a wild blue island in the deep blue seas, beyond a paleocentric world with all our people shaped in threes, the only way I get around is some mild insanity. We ordered out for mindless dribble, over used, half wit, ishkabibble, corner store junkies giving advice we ordered out for paradise. Apple butter toast is nice, envisioned on a third wind twice, my fine breaded friend was denied by the vice, and they missed the perfume Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SmoothedShredder Posted March 13, 2007 Report Share Posted March 13, 2007 Chorus: Let me tell you about the Proto CultureIf you don't know the culture, here's the whole structureWe've had enough of the lackluster-trust usWe get the kind of games you can't rent at BlockbusterKU: Game related, raise it bit by bitYo D, link up the cable we'll go hit for hitPhantasma plasma particle beam means I have yaon the run-the rendered effects hot like magnasDel: I play games by Capcom with a power glove strapped on On any platform, I don't spend my dough on Phat FarmVideo games, I got many to playBefore my life expires; fufill my desiresKU: Mastering your hardest bossShattering all stars acrossAin't hard to cross the finish lineFloatin' on DaytonaWex, Gex or Kloana, we get ‘em all at costRPG, Platform we transform like MacrossDel: Rival schools, BatsuPurchase you ought toIt came with one free CD, it's like I bought twoI hope they make part II for Dreamcast‘Cause games I've seen in mags, you won't believe they have!KU: Getting callouses turning over asteroidsGraviton bombs destroyedGetting moms annoyedNow I'm hacking Nightmare CreaturesTheir features splattered across the screenIt gets more clean each yearDel: I remember my homie Ed Coats had the mostA Colecovision-every week I'd visitPlaying Donkey Kong Jr., Venture, Rock and RopeGames I thought was dopeWhile my moms was watching soapsKU: I'm on the next levelI got a double barrel shotgun in the DoomworldWaiting on the next devilArmor's low-check the arsenalRupture the main conductor playin DisruptorDel: I remember Ninja GaidenFinished finallyWith Ramone wouldn't answer the phoneThis was before getting blownI own the first Nintendo PowerWith the maps of Zelda Help me conquer in an hourChorus: Let me tell you about the Proto CultureIf you don't know the culture, here's the whole structureWe've had enough of the lackluster-trust usWe get the kind of games you can't rent at Blockbuster(2X)Del: Hey KU you know my SEGA collection is massiveGot all the past hits and classicsHerzog Zwei now Panzer ZweiOriginality that made me a fan todayKU: It's Pandemonium-it's like Toys R UsFlippin the next Saturn game brings out the boys in usIt's poisonousTaking out the boys in blue in Grand Theft Auto,Snatch a Rolls Royce to useDel: Yeah, I'll admit Playstation improvedCome visit Feudal Japan with me and TenchuBushido Blade 2 with sword play so accurateMega Man Legends but I had to buy a map for it.KU: I fence Hyo to get a Neo-GeoFor Samurai 64 in full rendered splendorRival counter and enter my sword in his innardsMy joint was being Leonardo wuppin' on SplinterDel: I gotta get Xenogears-that's the type of game that relieves my fearsGet it from overseas to hereI gotta get Psychic ForceAuthentic arcade that I can endorseThey got me liking importsKU: I'll need to be at the next E3,What's the next CD I need to seeMe and D signing checksLet's float overseas, mingle with game companiesGiving tips to Capcom and Sega-you can't front on theseDel: To anyone who knew me betterKnow I chose Saturn first Cause it's 2-D heavenBernie Stolar dropped the ball with the RAM cartridgeX-men Vs. Streetfighter could've expanded the marketKU: Marvel Vs. Capcom-beyond fathomTell the truth, Playstation ain't ready to have ‘emCome on I'll bring the onslaughtAlpha and OmegaKhaos Unique brought to you by SEGA.Chorus: Let me tell you about the Proto cultureIf you don't know the culture, here's the whole structureWe've had enough of the lackluster-trust usWe get the kind of games you can't rent at Blockbuster(2X) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted March 22, 2007 Report Share Posted March 22, 2007 The beast behind our eyes is loose,The day has come, the day has come,We march to Armageddon, hungry for the warI see the hated enemy, I see what I was taught to seeAnd one of us will bend the kneeWe understand the lawThe blood lust jerks our legs to march,Fife and drum, fife and drumOur eyes are fixed and fearlessSearching for the warOur statesmen deal in blood and lies100 million stifled cries, 100 million wasted livesAlready gone beforeSo March or Die, March or DieThe stench of death is in the skyWe never fail to satisfyWe rend with tooth and clawSword and shield and jackboot heelWe love to kill, we love to killWe love to taste our own bloodSquirm in our own goreChildren weep and widows wail,Our education systems fail,To hide our guilt we build more jails,and we shall build still moreOur forests die, the strangleholdThat we put on the earth for goldWill yet increase ten thousand foldAnd no one knows what forMarch and die, March and dieDefecate, despoil and lieCheat, dissemble, preach & spyBuild your house of strawLaugh and cry, laugh and cryBloody sunset drowns the skyFor earth to heal then we must dieNo-one deserves it moreI tell you we are doomed my friendsOur time is come, our time is comeWe live within a charnel houseRotten to the coreWe glorify lust, greed & painWe drown our hope in poison rainWe point the finger, shift the blameAmbition makes us whoresMarch or croak, march or croakAll your lives a cosmic jokeFill your days with piss and smokeThe wolf waits at your doorBurn and dance, burn and danceSex, death, torture, false romanceWhoop and howl, you have no chanceBurn and rise no more Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SmoothedShredder Posted March 22, 2007 Report Share Posted March 22, 2007 If you change your mind, Im the first in lineHoney Im still freeTake a chance on meIf you need me, let me know, gonna be aroundIf youve got no place to go, if youre feeling downIf youre all alone when the pretty birds have flownHoney Im still freeTake a chance on meGonna do my very best and it aint no lieIf you put me to the test, if you let me tryTake a chance on me(thats all I ask of you honey)Take a chance on meWe can go dancing, we can go walking, as long as were togetherListen to some music, maybe just talking, get to know you bettercos you know Ive gotSo much that I wanna do, when I dream Im alone with youIts magicYou want me to leave it there, afraid of a love affairBut I think you knowThat I cant let goIf you change your mind, Im the first in lineHoney Im still freeTake a chance on meIf you need me, let me know, gonna be aroundIf youve got no place to go, if youre feeling downIf youre all alone when the pretty birds have flownHoney Im still freeTake a chance on meGonna do my very best and it aint no lieIf you put me to the test, if you let me tryTake a chance on me(come on, give me a break will you? )Take a chance on meOh you can take your time baby, Im in no hurry, know Im gonna get youYou dont wanna hurt me, baby dont worry, I aint gonna let youLet me tell you nowMy love is strong enough to last when things are roughIts magicYou say that I waste my time but I cant get you off my mindNo I cant let gocos I love you soIf you change your mind, Im the first in lineHoney Im still freeTake a chance on meIf you need me, let me know, gonna be aroundIf youve got no place to go, if youre feeling downIf youre all alone when the pretty birds have flownHoney Im still freeTake a chance on meGonna do my very best, baby cant you seeGotta put me to the test, take a chance on me(take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)Ba ba ba ba baa, ba ba ba ba baaHoney Im still freeTake a chance on meGonna do my very best, baby cant you seeGotta put me to the test, take a chance on me(take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)Ba ba ba ba baa, ba ba ba ba baa ba-baHoney Im still freeTake a chance on me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Davey Boy 2.0 Posted March 22, 2007 Report Share Posted March 22, 2007 Isn't that ^ a Peter Paul and Mary song? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted March 22, 2007 Report Share Posted March 22, 2007 Isn't that ^ a Peter Paul and Mary song?Sort of, its from the short lived Peter, Paul and Lemmie era, I think that was when Mary was either pregnant or in rehab, the story is vague at best and not well documented. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Davey Boy 2.0 Posted March 22, 2007 Report Share Posted March 22, 2007 Lemmie knocked Mary up? that man is cooler than a mentholated ice bong puts a whole new perspective on responsible parenting Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted March 22, 2007 Report Share Posted March 22, 2007 Never had a home like this, And the prophets said, 'Be careful what you wish.' Never had to think twice, Always knew my home was in paradise. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted March 23, 2007 Report Share Posted March 23, 2007 Dust settles in a darkened roomWhiskey steals away the sense of doomI ain't ever goin' back no moreWe made love and we made hateNever could seem to get it straightI ain't ever goin' back no more babyYou're branded on my soul and in my mindI keep running up and down this old fence lineI ain't ever goin' back no moreI ain't ever goin' back no more Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StoneMtn Posted March 27, 2007 Report Share Posted March 27, 2007 I wish that I could hide awayAnd find a wall to bang my brainsI'm living in a fantasy, a nightmare dream... realityPeople ride about all dayIn metal boxes made awayI wish that they would drop the bombAnd kill these cunts that don't belongI hate peopleI hate the human raceI hate peopleI hate your ugly faceI hate peopleI hate your fucking messI hate peopleThey hate meMy mother thinks that I am a jerkBecause I hate my bleeding workBe like daddy he's sincereBut don't be true... or you'll be queerI'm working at my 9 to 5 with boring cunts that give me jibetheir talking of the love they givethey never give... they never giveI hate peopleI hate the human raceI hate peopleI hate your ugly faceI hate peopleI hate your fucking messI hate peopleThey hate me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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