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Hello
00:16
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2. |
Poison Apple
01:59
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We fucking had it all
A big ass group of brothers
Who had eachothers back
I fucking watched it fall
To fucking pieces and
Was never able to put them back
And now it makes me wonder
How something so strong
Could be torn to the ground
And now it makes me wonder
When the smoke clears
Who will still be around
I fucking tried so hard
To have faith in loved ones
Who started slipping away
I fucking tried so hard
To keep my cool but
Its so hard when you feel fucking betrayed
And now it makes me wonder
How something so strong
Could be torn to the ground
And now it makes me wonder
When the smoke clears
Who will still be around
I watched the poison apple come into play
But I never let them pass it to me
Soon as the vices fucking got in the way
It took them down but fucking wont take me
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3. |
Quitcha Bitchen
02:07
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Everyday I hear you say
How your life is just wasting away
You don't do shit but fucking sit
On your ass and just complain about it
You can change your life
You're fucking sick of your relationship
Can't fucking stand the fucking girl that your with
You hate your fucking job and you want to quit
But the only one holding you back is you
You create your own fucking destiny
Well if you hate your life so much why don't you change
Nothing comes to those who just fucking wait
So either make your move or fucking change your mood
You gotta make a fucking move
You can change your life
But you're the only one
Who can change your life
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4. |
Solano Alley Love Song
01:44
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Man if these streets could talk
They'd have a filthy fucking mouth and
Oh the stories they'd tell
Of how well sex sells
Looked down on by society
The lowest scum of the streets
Pulling tricks into the alleyways
And working corners with your heels to the concrete
You may not be internationally known
But you are known down international
And for a couple of bucks
Have a couple of fucks
Turn a couple of tricks
And suck a couple of dicks
So at the end of your shift you can get your fix
This ain't no way to live
And the fucked up part is thats somebody's kid
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5. |
Whore Island
00:33
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I hope your tits rot off
From the inside out
I hope you get bloody sores
All over your mouth
I hope your god awful twat
Just continues to rot
Or better yet bitch
I just hope you get shot
You fucking whore
Fucking bitch
You fucking whore
Fucking bitch
You fucking whore
Cunt Bitch
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6. |
Judge Me Not
02:30
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There I see you
Judging me from across the room
Burning me with your judgemental eyes
Filling the room with your fucking lies
You don't know me
But you love to run your mouth a lot
Make assumptions out of ignorance
Take my advice and fucking judge me not
You think you got me figured out
Well how's that
When you don't know a thing about me
Or where I'm from or what I've done
You think you got me figured out
Well how the fuck is that
When you don't know a thing about me
Or who I am so judge me not
I don't care about what you say it's all just bullshit anyway
Judge me not
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