[GG Allin] My mission is to destroy rock 'n roll as it now stands and rebuild it in GG Allin's name
[D-Sisive] Momma sing me a lullabye Do you believe? (We want GG, we want GG!!) I got my pencil sharpened homeboy Rap music {*GG ALLIN*}
Half asleep in an alley feeling dopesick Coke nose bloody, hobo hungry Torso chubby, walk in John Goodman's footprints Lied to by every crystal ball I've ever looked in Mad at Ruby, bullshit, the basement of the Alamo The laughing stock of the talent show {*JONES*} January, Jason Sudekis - wait The Alamo don't gots no motherfuck basement~! Pee Wee, the Buxtons are not thieves But do you ever dream? (Yeah, I'm all alone) (I'm rollin a big donut, and the snake wearin a vest) Then I wake up in an alley feeling dopesick Deja vu, a sewer rat, spewin raps Spewin last night's dinner on my shoes and pants Pickin at a tattoo scab of the Kool-Aid Man Hallucinatin, fuck it! I'm alright though Walking "The Boulevard of Broken Dreams" Last resorting to the quotes of preachers, nuns, Popes and priests But in the end it's just little old me A "Nobody With a Notepad," trying to find a voice to speak
[Chorus] So tell it like it is homeboy Yo, I ain't scared of you motherfucker No, build a bridge to burn it down to the ground, and we don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, burn motherfucker burn Burn, it's our turn motherfuckers "Creep Show," riot in the streets Death to the dream seller {*GG ALLIN*}
[D-Sisive] Yo, nobody wants to hear the fat boy whine They just wanna hear the frat boy rhyme Feelin safe and cuddled up with what frat boy writes But frat boy sucks and the fat boy's nice Renegade rebel taggin lies on a newspaper box Fuckin the system but the first to run away from cops Fuck the mainstream they scream "Fuck that pussy sound!" Fuck that music Justin makes for his pussy crowd~! But that pussy crowd's pissed, Bieber's gettin pussy now Sendin death threats, so tell me who's the pussy now? Middle class boys who think pop punk is friggin' rad or middle class girls who love "Glee" and silly bands? Writers ask me, what I think of the state of hip-hop in Canadia - and I tell 'em, "I don't" I'm sorry if don't think about rap in Stoville I'm busy tryin to get rap to pay my phone bill I'm in my own world, you don't have to move in But I got a couple guest rooms So bake a pie, eat a pie, take a side, you can fight me in this war or you can fly beside me to the stars and I'm gone
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[GG Allin] I mean, there's there, everybody else has stopped Everybody else has has, drawn, lines, limits and conformed themselves or sold out And and I've had opportunties, and I said no That's not, GG Allin GG Allin's mission goal is 'til the end Um, well I've had some very intimate conversations with evil and I, I think that evil is important And I think it's also important to put fear in people's hearts And I think +THAT'S+ what rock 'n roll is all about Rock 'n roll isn't about, y'know, the way ya look, the way ya dress What'cha got, y'know, what'cha sound is What's hip this week, what's hip next week Rock 'n roll is a scary thing, rock 'n roll is, is is is a lot like, my life, take what you want, do what you want Fuck, fuck whatever you gotta do...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
