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Welcome to my pirate ship,
Do you think you have what it takes,
Are you ready to face death,
Because you might never come back.
Look, tidal waves are coming this way,
At least there is no Kraken today,
Don't worry we'll see the light of day,
Just please keep these merfolks away.
Well, you've seen just one day,
A lot more's on the way,
Do you think you have what it takes,
Because you might never come back.
To see the world!
To see the wonders!
To sail the seas!
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AMFASN (All My Friends Are Screen Names)
You know me
But you don't know me
Write me a love letter
I need to know I'm wanted
Feel your presence
Without using senses
Long distance relationship
Symbiosis is key
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My Cyber Sex(y)
Let's play pretend
You can be whatever you want
You're just a password away
From a digital bliss
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myfist@yourface.com
Say what you want
It's all sticks and stones
Give me your best shot
In your safe haven
Watch what you say
It may come back to haunt
I hope you go blind
So you don't see my fist coming
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Window Shopping
Tonight I feel alive
I'm in control
I can see you
But I can not touch
I see your face from miles away
Though you can't see me
You don't know I exist
I'm anonymous
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Everybody in old Detroit come on get on your feet
I'm gonna show you all a brand new dance,
come on and do it with me
Everybody in this cubicle, come on and listen to me
I'm gonna put us all in the ground on the count of three
But I promise I will spare your life if you can just tell me
About America's NFL treat and the history
Please don't cry
Please don't cry
Please don't cry
On casual Friday
Every day I come into this place
This den of iniquity
Every single person in this place
Has more money than me
Is it 'cause I am a single man
Or i have no degree
Or is it 'cause I can't get in your face
And say what's right for me
Everybody in this whole airport come on and listen to me
Because my people livin' underfoot and they wanna be free
All i see is idiocracy for miles and miles
And we’re payin' for it in the blood of your woman and child
Everybody in old Detroit come on get on your feet
I'm gonna show you all a brand new dance,
Come on and do it with me
Just a copy machine and a dream is all you need
Go up to your boss and get a raise using an Uzi
So we're sitting on this bloody floor in the afterglow
You're my buddy and I always loved you just to let you know
Here in this men's room life's a bitch
Wall of heroes bleeding wrist
This is where I flush away all the shit
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Here's to the sonic cretins
The tritone of antipathy
Gloating over other's exploits
Seizing the last shreds of respect
No honor in their broken clarion
You can't keep time
Rhythm is irrelevant
The frenzied approach is wasting, wasting
Friends of dead lady bugs
Unite at the Howard County Fair
But they can't figure out it's all wrong
Can anyone say they care?
They're calling on the same taste
To get them through the afternoon sun
Yeah we're the friends of dead lady bugs
And we're gonna make you run
Like our dappled encounter
These measles are no more
It's all good 'cause we're copacetic now
All good with your tongue-tied friends
Hundred apologies can't white wash the tank
Repulsion
Your boats are for show
Burning and churning for blinding lime light
This makeshift barge is rotting
Your words drench convocation
Why can't you see the billows?
This fair is burning, burning
Friends of dead lady bugs
Unite at the Howard County Fair
But they can't figure out it's all wrong
Can anyone say they care?
They're calling on the same taste
To get them through the afternoon sun
Yeah we're the friends of dead lady bugs
And we're gonna make you run
And we're gonna have some fun
We're the friends of dead lady bugs
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Manbow - Brass Me Up
04:22
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Yeah, so...
I wake up in the mornin' and I ain't got shit to do.
I'mma try and keep it healthy with some fresh squeezed juice.
Gotta figure out how to spend my day.
Obviously I'm not trying to get laid!
I check my phone to see what's happenin'.
Sho enough, ain't nothin' crack-a-lackin'.
I'm bored as shit.
I'm trying to get a sip
Of that orange, malt, premium drip!
Yeah, so we're gonna go to the mall and have a ball.
We're gonna play every game.
We're gonna go to the grocery store,
And then we're gonna have some apple juice!
Oh wait! I meant to say...
We're gonna go to the mall and have a ball.
We're gonna play every game ever made in the world!
We're gonna go to the store and get some apple juice.
Oh wait, I meant to say orange juice!
And then we're gonna get a forty or two,
And then fill it half way up.
And then we're gonna have a brass me up!
And then 50 Tyson's gonna start rapping.
And I ain't gonna lie, man, cuz that's what they call him.
Yeah!
With orange juice, a forty or two,
half way up, now brass me up!
Steppin' double in the mall; feeling good, but I ain't finished.
Larping to the stalls, so I can get more in it.
Bitches blowing up my phone, cuz they know I ain't home.
Selling lemonade, so you know that I been paid.
I'mma try and play some Capcom SNK!
My duckets be in quarties and I'm sippin' on a forty. Fuck it!
Getting kinda thirs'y and it ain't even Thursday.
I'm all fucked up.
I can't get enough of that orange stuff.
Yeah, so we're gonna go to the mall and have a ball.
We're gonna play every game.
We're gonna go to the grocery store,
And then we're gonna have some apple juice!
Oh wait! I meant to say...
We're gonna go to the mall and have a ball.
We're gonna play every game ever made in the world!
We're gonna go to the store and get some apple juice.
Oh wait, I meant to say orange juice!
And then we're gonna get a forty or two,
And then fill it half way up.
And then we're gonna have a brass me up!
And then 50 Tyson's gonna start rapping.
And I ain't gonna lie, man, cuz that's what they call him.
Yeah!
With orange juice, a forty or two,
Half way up, now brass me up!
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pIENESS - Field 1-Tip
01:44
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Sitting at a bar drinking Four Loko
And I just happened to see you
From afar looking at me.
Oh, baby please!
You're making me sing:
My tits are big.
You're gonna love these
As much as my blue eyes!
My tits are big
you're gonna love these
As much as my eyes!
Waiting to see what happens next
You make me look down at my breasts.
The alc-, the -hol, the bar, the scene,
You all should know...
This one thing:
My tits are big.
You're gonna love these
As much as my blue eyes!
My tits are big
you're gonna love these
As much as my eyes!
Walk past me,
But not too fast.
You need to check out that ass.
Yeah, it's nice
Like sugar and spice,
But who really cares?
I'm over it now!
My tits are big.
You're gonna love these
As much as my blue eyes!
My tits are big
you're gonna love these
As much as my eyes!
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11. |
naz - Sunday Night
05:03
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