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spot. You straight bitch whether I say it or not. * is hot, spittin flames on the track. Put our town's names on the map. From now until we fadin to black. Where we at? Thug rebels love metal
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Hey you, whatcha gonna do. Whatcha gonna do tonight?. Stand up and let it out. Metal rock is here tonight In the streets a wave of heat. Burning half the town. Finish the day in a rocking good
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money in the bank. They cut their crack, they offer joints. We don't do drugs, do you get our. Meaning!. Point! Point! Watch the beat!. . Chorus. . For a heavy metal band raps a different way. We
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money in the bank. They cut their crack, they offer joints. We don't do drugs, do you get our. Meaning!. Point! Point! Watch the beat!. . Chorus. . For a heavy metal band raps a different way. We
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criscos. with the extra fat. im wishin. a flock of geese would fly on by. im hopin i can bag not 4 but 5 reloadin. jesus fuckin christ. thats the biggest moose i've ever seen. get my gun goddamnit
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Way down among Brazilians. Coffee beans grow by the billions. So they've got to find those extra cups to fill. They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil. . You can't get cherry soda. 'cause
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I'm trapped in the pressure cooker. When will I ever learn?. While my world has reached the boiling. Point of no return Don't light a match near me. I'm bound to explode. Don't pull this *
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nutty. Filled up the hole like spackle or I mean putty. When we over joints like this we never cruddy. Extra P hooked the beat, and kids it feels lovely. Check it out, cause my conception is
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off the rockets. If you bugs, if you act like plugs, you're gettin pulled. Out of sockets, the extra-curricular particularly this. Miraculous in lyrics they be callin me Jesus. Please just call me
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(Difford/Tilbrook). . He drove up to the motel. In his town and country car. He watched the working women. With the field hands from the farm. He walked into the lobby. With his pleased to see
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it, no. So tired of fooling around. in just a one way conversation. What the sitch's. I scratch what itches. Bravo self-gratification Nobody does me like I do. I'm just a one man operation. Beg
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We get movin', we can slip off to the dance club. We roll up but it's like no one wants to dance. Ain't got no time, I've got to motor for this d. j. Here's a toast to the boogie, baby bottoms up
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Saw Star Wars at least eight times. Had the Pac-Man pattern memorized. And I've seen the stuff they put inside. Stretch Armstrong (yeah). I was Roger Staubach in my backyard. Had a shoebox full
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f#m d e. I want to burn while the flame is burning The riff played here by the bass and guitar sounds like. F# f e a e f f# repeated with an extra a sometimes before the e f f# In tab on the bottem
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f#m d e. I want to burn while the flame is burning The riff played here by the bass and guitar sounds like. F# f e a e f f# repeated with an extra a sometimes before the e f f# In tab on the bottem
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