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Woodchip Grinder

アーティスト:Mac Lethal 

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Uh One two (Ah, you dont say, that's really interesting) (Aye aye aye) (Look) (look) When I holler hail Mary miners dive into the lions mouth Pliers on the prying ground are filing the incisors down; Grand piano ivory smiling minor keys Harvest moon suspended over lilliputian rivalry Little putrid climbers decent of remove his rubies Grouped in layers of bucket brigadiers Up the bloody gums in rubber waders Raze the ground and daisy-chain the neighbors till it's safely down Ushered off the acreage of the sacred ground (Breaker, breaker.) Leo's got his main and tailing cables Tongue a pretty girl cut her butterfly with staplers Every hunter want a suviouner It's plume of tears and jelly jars Switch momentum, ???? the boomers in the repertoire To carve initials in the skull of Satan's vessel For October's blackest Sunday I'm a surgeon with the dremel; Woke up with this all I want for Christmas two-one necklaces If your weapon's ornamental I am sending messages (Heeeey Heeeeey heeeey Sing my songs all along with me) x2 A-a-a-a a little heart broken but fear not 'Cause when I'm out of bullets I'll start loading my tear drops I part oceans like I'm part Moses, like We should celebrate this is narcosis night Get a pyramid spike to your lung Got a weird accent: They don't like where I'm from You don't like what you hear when my lungs pour ink? Then why you looking at me like I drugged your drink? Next time you walkin' out the front door think: Three or four years ago even thugs wore pink I know you're sensitive Get out your loin cloth; I got metal teeth like Roy Hoth; I speak pictures, easel in the voice box; Don't prick your finger on the needle in the coin slot Whatever the talk: The cleverness drops in flurries The pressure will pop me never Will not concern me The lever is locked And every single veteran stops To find their head in a box Chopped topsy-turvy The pistols cocked, the kick, the cost of cursory: Shit that's toxic--bitch get off me, hurry (Calm down) I don't like arrogant rap shit; I'll stick to my Podunk town for fried catfish Prepped on a good quick fire Now who else wanna ride in the wood chip grinder?


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