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The End (fin)
01:26
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Nevada Test Site
04:46
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There are no red roses left in the city cuz we bought em all up as a sign of pity and i held mine to the sky and cried I can't die if I'm barely alive
Alone in my Nevada Test Site
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Singlemothernature
03:14
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too fly
03:04
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Hip cat, got your shoulders back, traded my glasses in for new contacts
I write my name in lower case on both sides of the paper just in case
College principles, shootin at them with pretend pistols
I'm too fly to be handing out, words of wisdom from the horses mouth
I've got no friends, you've got no friends, that sounds fine
Oh well, what the hell! I was certain that this cake would sell
I probably shouldn't have cut them into the shape of two kissing gentleman
Before we knew we threw grenades into our cubicles
Where did my brothers go to war, he's drinking urine off the bathroom floor
Haul ass I've got the cash, you've got liquor and a little less cash
I'm too fly to be handing out, words of wisdom from the horses mouth
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Plastic Bag Factory
02:59
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I painted a masterpiece, I can smoke hash at the plastic bag factory
Please let the righteous preachers preach, Imma need speed to go to sleep cuz their distractin' me
I found the janitor in rabbit ears and he was makin' cats appear and disappear from empty space and burning hair
It's proof, that nobody can hide from
I hope it's not the rapture, or worse what's coming after
We can make the sound of a gun with our hands and plan to save the light for the right time
I miss the feeling of a life in my hand, oh we can wait for the right time
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Guerilla Gorilla
02:32
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When we were young we wanted everything green
Now we're all screamin' down with the trees
Yeah Im young and I'm angry
The more we stole the more we would need
The more we got the more we turned into theives
Crippling? Can be
Send em a message and burn it down, if you want
Guerilla Gorilla
You cast a light/line through the hole in my heart
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7. |
Bubba's Rubbage Yard
03:41
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This place sux, i guess I'll throw out all your stuff
If you want...it'll be strewn across the lawn
I'm sorry it's just...I guess I'm frustrated as fuck
at the rubbage yard
The letter C, looks like a sideways U you see
Now take my feet, you're like family to me
We'll make em pay, I don't need them anyway
at the rubbage yard
I got up and fell over
In the sun, all I wanna do is run
If you want, we can be the only ones on the couch
We don't have to leave the house, at the rubbage yard
There's a man that I don't know and he's living in my attic at home I called him up to ask a question he's got some killer coke connections I love myself and came to find he's tempting me with a good time....and he's right......HE PUT SOMETHING IN MY EAR
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Ugmo
00:51
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A Boy & His Dog
01:08
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When you look for how you were made you'll discover how you die
Just a man and his gun now let's have some fun, a place where the weatherman controls the weather
Well this is me from space I predate the human race
Department of distractions time for us to take some action
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Astronaut
03:54
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Corner of the World
01:54
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We stood, arms crossed, we fought and we lost, I couldn't tell you where we were born...cuz I don't know
Hey mister, won't you take my picture in front of the sun and we will run, cuz we were born as enemies
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cover of Can't Nobody Hide From God by Bling Will Johnson
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Stranger
07:24
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When I got home, couldn't believe I was alone
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Cotton
02:33
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I got this flat nose, rich with tobacco
take me to whatever coast, will give the most pesos yeah
Put on a plank and thrown down the river
I don't understand why people don't like us yea
Hey, you're so serious, so serious, so serious
I'm holing my mistakes and the choices that we make
Born in a suitcase, mishandled and misplaces
Birth of a nation really taught me what color was
Got lost in DC, signed up for the army
They got them lettered streets, for keeping you company
Clapping my hands sore, for what it's worth
All we saw was the parade, we didn't hear bout no war
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hut!
They buried him into the moutain, cuz he wouldn't come off
They buried her into the mountain, now she won't come down no
they were very in love, so we buried them twice
but we didn't separate them, we buried them together
oh you and i, both you and i
They buried him into the moutain, cuz he wouldn't come off
They buried her into the mountain, now she won't come down forever
they were buried in love, so we buried them twice
but we didn't separate them, we buried them together
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