1. |
Meat Grinder
03:40
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Yeah
I hope you die in a meat grinder
Cause I hate your guts more than anyone
Fall into your grave I hope you enjoy your stay
I'm fine living in torment as long as I can keep my soul
I'll never give you the satisfaction of a perfect growth
I eat your body
Filled with flies from above
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2. |
Moment and I
03:17
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Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no way
Yeah, coming out the cave
Yeah, coming out my grave
Yo, I don't care what you say
Woah, gonna shoot you in the face (You're fake)
Yeah, chop you up grind you down
Till your bones makes a sound
Take you into my room
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3. |
MORE THAN FRIENDS
02:47
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C17 on the mic
Keep your bibles close and your asses closed
If they tell you take the money take the money yeah
West side real playas never hold hands
I got feelings for my homie more than just friends
And you know I wanna hop on the main land
(Unintelligible) with no autotune
(Unintelligible) and I got a gun
And I got a (Unintelligible) too
And I'm gonna chop you up like some chicken stew
Yeah, means nothing to me, I'm just dried I'm dried I'm dried,
Yeah, means nothing to me, I'm just dried I'm dried I'm dried,
Yeah, means nothing to me, I'm just dried I'm dried I'm dried,
Yeah, means nothing to me, I'm just dried I'm dried I'm dried,
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4. |
Maurice
03:24
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I get this feeling in my brain
The sun is dying I'm insane
Your words are roses from my grave
Your hands a sermon from my daze
My innards sprawled out for the birds
I love you please don't say a word
You'll have to call a carriage home
I'm goin where I need to go
I really wish I could stay
But his eyes attract me like his prey
His hair is net in which I'm caught
His eyes are land which war is fought
I'll never stop beating for you
I'll never tell you what to do
And if I were to cry in your arms
Would I slip right through
I'm gonna take you to my home
I'm gonna strap you down
And I'm gonna chop you up
Woahhhh his eyes are land
Is land
A yeahh
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5. |
100 segs
03:15
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For someone to appear
In such a manner in bad around here
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Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow
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7. |
(recording1)
01:28
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8. |
Waamam
03:37
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My now is your time
Is my line in your ego
Was never in your body collecting dust
It was missing I can not trust
Yeah, bought a car worth like 3 million dollars
Got so much money they told me to buy another at the bank
Cause they couldn't hold it all
Yeah baby, oh yeah I'm rich
So how about you come jump on my dick
Oh yeah and I have a huge coupon all the time everywhere I go
My now is your time
Is my line in your ego
Was never in your body collecting dust
It was missing I can not trust
Yeah money just comes to me I don't even gotta try and everything's free
I don't need sympathy, I'm a gangsta balla and a real og
Sometimes I cant believe 20 hookers in my room while I play Skate 3
I don't need sympathy I'm a product of my mind and a love junkie
My now is your time
Is my line in your ego
Was never in your body collecting dust
It was missing I can not trust
Sitting all alone, alone in my room, staring at my phone, thinking of you
Sitting all alone, alone in my room, staring at my phone, thinking of you
Sitting all alone, alone in my room, staring at my phone, thinking of you
Sitting all alone, alone in my room, staring at my phone, thinking of you
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