Haway Ladies and Gentlemen Weighing in at a combined 350 pounds Standing 12 feet 9 inches tall From Boulder, Colora—
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Sick of feeling useless, sick of feeling dumb Sick of feeling like we're living by the gun Over being cautious under all the stress Drowning in the bullshit with this last breath
Things have gone and changed up, yeah Used to have a Top 8, yeah Now I got this sinking feeling Bite down while the snake skin's peeling
We right here Petey Pablo gonna spin his shirt like a helicopter You can take it off Rub it on your skin like some peanut butter, spread it on, lick it off Wait right there, woo, take a second look around Who's gonna be the one you're gonna trust When your metal fingers rust And you're digging deeper, deeper underground, underground?
Sick of feeling useless, sick of feeling dumb Sick of feeling like we're living by the gun Over being cautious under all the stress Drowning in the bullshit with this last breath
Switch the hitter for the pitcher, yeah Sell the soul and get much richer, yeah Now I got this chipped-up shoulder Redder than the Devil's boner
We right here Natty drop a beat on your face like an older brother You can soak it in Put it in your mouth like a vitamin, suck it in, spit it out Don't move so fast, psych Maybe you should pick it up, speed it up, show me that you give a fuck 'Cause I been sitting here waiting Waiting on your boyfriend to eat him up, eat him up, eat him upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
