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You are now about to witness the power of hardcore
Welcome to the pit motherfucker
Yeah bitches
Guess who's back?
Get the kids out the room right now
It's gonna get real dirty and shit
(Yeah Daddy, I was born to ride)
OK
(Yeah Daddy, I was born to ride)
OK
(Yeah Daddy, I was born to ride)
Motherfuckin this is grown folks business
(Yeah Daddy, I was born to ride)
Let's get high
Let's get fucked
Yeah Daddy, I was born to ride
If I suck your dick will you put it inside me?
This right here gets you warmed up for the motherfuckin album
Let's you know what's comin
This is like foreplay for you bitches
You can't just jump right into pussy
You gotta get that shit ready man
You gotta play with the pussy
Talk to the pussy
Make friends with the pussy
Take your motherfuckin time with the pussy
Like this
(Get it wet first)
OK
(Get it wet)
Right
(Get it wet first)
Daddy gonna fuck it all nite
I dedicate this album to everybody out there
Born to ride
Down for life
Stay hard motherfuckers
Most of all represent yourself
Be yourself
Even though everybody around you is turning into a bunch of faggots
I can't fuckin stand this man
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Let's get this shit started
Yeah where my dogs at
Get your drinks up
Your joints out
Ladies pull your tits out
Come on
Bounce Bounce Bounce
Bitch - what - Bitch - I don't get a - fuck
All my dogs - smokas - my soljas
Let's ride - never - ever say die - come on
But you don't hear me though
I don't give a fuck
I can't hear you
Fuck you!!
They say I can't talk about sex no mo
But that don't mean that I won't titty fuck and wreck this ho
Shoot a shot a jager and undress this ho
I roll a joint and smoke it while I beef inject this ho
They say I need to sing to sell more records yo
Keep it clean and write some lyrics more respectable
You faggots need to gargle on these testacles
This is punk rock bitch - I'm a spectacle
But you don't hear me though
I don't get a fuck...
Go ahead pussy let your radio play the same 15 songs that you hear e'ryday
Go ahead pussy keep cryin about your bitch
While you listen to that silly faggot pop punk shit
Go ahead pussy keep talk that shit
When I see you on tour - you'll be cryin like a bitch
Go ahead faggot - keep playin those games
I'ma tear that pussy up - I'ma let my nuts hang
But you don't hear me though
I don't give a fuck...
Motherfucker don't take no shit
Make a choice motherfucker make a choice
They can't silence the voice of a rebel
I'm talking American made hand grenades
Home grown Russian AK47s adapted now - fully automatic
Start the revolution
Let these commies fucking have it
Bitch - what - Bitch - I don't give a - fuck
All my dogs - smokas - strippers - soljas
Let's ride - never, ever say die - come on
I came back cause the youth gotta hear this
The FCC - the corporate faggots - fear this
This time I will not be silent
I cloak myself in the flag and the First Amendment
JFK - Malcolm X meant it
When John Hancock signed it - he meant it
Abe Lincoln - Bob Marley meant that shit
And my dogs represent that shit
But you don't hear me though
I don't give a fuck...
Don't let these motherfuckers brainwash you
They lie in the truth
They lie in the truth
Rise up!!
Your motherfuckin time is up
Fuck you!!
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Tell the children the truth...
Your pussy band sounds just like shit
You're not punk rock
You're more like a punk trik
You corporate motherfuckers all suck a dick
I'm an anti-motherfuckin social independent
Fuck the life
I don't want a thing
You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig
Fuck the world
You're a lost consumer
You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig
You sold your time, your soul to Cosmo
In love with a name tag
How bout this toe tag
You got raped by the fags on TV
And the TV got raped by the FCC
Fuck the life...
How do you bite the hand that feeds?
How can I walk away?
I can't let them get away with this!
No I'm not just a nigga
I'm a punk rock nigga
So you know I got nothin to lose
I'd rather pull the trigga
And take away my own life
Before I hand it over to you
Fuck the life...
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You see me - I see through you
You say fuck me - I say fuck you
You don't love me - I don't love you
I rise above and I say "Fuck You Bitch"
I don't know how I find the power
To face all these fucking cowards
All I really wanna do is disembowel one every hour
Go home smoke a joint
and beat off in the shower
Then dispose of all the evidence
and pop a couple downers
If you know me then you know I really have no friends
Get hi a lot - I drink and drive a lot
The innocent they die a lot
Now don't be fooled when you see me smile a lot
cuz I'll go punk rock
Blow up your whole block
Wake Up
Wake up motherfucker wake up
I don't give a fuck motherfucker wake up
You're not punk rock bitch
You just a punk
Die motherfucker die mothefucker die
Die motherfucker die mothefucker die
Get hi motherfucker hi motherfucker hi
We ride motherfucker or motherfuckin die
Semper fi
I'm ready for a fight
These First Amendment rights
are guaranteed to me
Regardless if I say shit you don't like
So every night I grab the mic
I spit shit just for spite
If I can't push some buttons
Why the fuck should I recite
Poems are meant to shed some light
On all these hyprocrits and sodomites
Buddy I'll incite a riot in this twilight zone tonight
Cuz I don't give a fuck
Now shut the fuck up
Or I'll go straight punk
Blow the whole block up
Wake Up....
Why is life as cold as hell
and why can't I control myself
Why am I so insecure
I don't even know myself
Yea I'm so fuckin immature
I tried to grow hydro myself
If I had the power I'd bring back the Twin Towers myself
Then I'd gather up all the Alquaeda cowards
Now ya all burn in hell
Now ya get what you deserve
Now ya know not to fuck with my brother Nick Berg
Now shut the fuck up
Or I'll go straight punk
Blow ya whole block up
Wake Up...
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This means war!!
Don't you want your freedom
Do you not daydream
See how we split the atom
and bring them to their fucking knees
The policeman cannot stop me now
I smoke the best pot in town
I fuck a slut
I come up in her mouth
I do whatever the fuck I want
I'm an American
We run this shit
You're all gay
We got guns and shit
You're all lame
No you don't understand
This is not a game
This is motherfuckin judgment day
This is war
Don't you want your freedom...
My magnum let's you know that I care
I spank ass - bite necks - pull hair
I fuck you in the kitchen
Doggy on the stairs
I do whatever the fuck I want
I'm an American
We run this
You're all gay
We got bombs - happy meals and grenades
No you don't understand
This is not a game
This is motherfuckin judgment day
This is war
Don't you want your freedom...
Put em up...
Take it outside
Can we take it outside
Uncle Sam don't take no shit
I wake up - I start the day dreamin
I blaze up - I wait for the weekend
I go to the club
Get fucked up
Get my dick sucked
I don't give a fuck
I'm an American
We run this shit
You're all gay
We got bombs and shit
You're all lame
No you don't understand
This is not a game
This is World War III motherfucker
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The industry is dumbing down the nation
They dope up the youth
So plug up your ears
While phony punk bands cry about relationships
We forget our roots
And run on patriotic fears
I was so weak
I let them run all over me
But now I'm fighting just to get back my name
Yea I was so fuckin weak
But now I'm so fucking pissed
You bitches - I'm fucking tired of this shit
Don't box me in
I'm out the box
This I'll keep it so real
I'll learn from my mistakes
Can you feel me?
Next time I'll stick to my guns
Ya wanna rumble - here I come
I never run
I get up - stand up and fight
I'm burnin and lootin all night
No woman - no cry - know why?
Cuz e'rythings gonna be alright
Just let me do what I gotta do
You'll never change me
Can ya feel that?
Let me do me - you do you
Stay outta my business
Hear dat?
I can't stop rappin you faggot
You see what happens - it's tragic
You want war
You can have it
Don't box me in...
No I can't live that way
You never say what you wanna say
You only say what you think they wanna hear
Fuck you - I'm not your motherfucking slave
Fuck you - I fucking hate you!!
Fuck you!!
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In this life
Never look back
Never do that
Stay focused
Stay on track
Gotta fuck hos
Gotta get it from the back
Gotta get hi - hit hydro
Never crack
I fuck that pussy
I gotta get it wet
I play with the pussy
I bite down on the neck
Bitch - I got no respect
Your hair gets pulled
Your pussy wrecked
You a slut
I don't care
Face in the pillow
Ass up in the air
I spank you black and blue
Them sluts in the club'll be like
"What happened to you?"
Push it
I know you won't complain
Push it
I know you know my name
Push it
You don't need to do a thang
Why don't you just spread your legs and...
Cum bitch cum - I want you to
Cum bitch cum - I want you to
Cum bitch cum - I want you to
Say my name when you feel this pain
You wanna tell me how to sing and act
Fuck that
You wanna tell a nigga what he should do
Fuck you
You skinny with a 36D
Come fuck me
No - I'm not your boyfriend
Bitch - Ya can't trust me
My God - I just got lucky
She so horny - she wanna fucky sucky
Yea that bitch so slutty
Out at the club makin out with her buddies
Out at the club and dressed all slutty
I wanna bust my nut
You wanna love me
I wanna suck your tits
You wanna hug me
She's so fine
I'm so ugly
Push it
I know you won't complain...
Cum bitch cum
Front - back - side to side
Destroy that pussy - destroy
Destruction
Fuck - fuck - fuck - fuck - fuck
I don't give a fuck if it's in back of the bus or up in the bed
The back of your hed will get fed
and I can't wait to see your face
I can't wait to grab that waist
and just rape you
Take you on a drive-by
Fuck front - fuck back - fuck side to side
Eyes roll back when I break ya spine
Make love - fuck that - I'll make a slut cry
Fuck that - I'll make a slut cum nine times
Then I'll say "Can we make more babies"
Can I get that pussy from behind
Can I make these pussy lips smoke
Like clubs from the eighties
Push it...
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Somethin inside tells me to grab this pen and write it down
That very same voice tells me to grab this joint and light it now
There must be somethin in these trees that keep me sane
Because I got these tendencies to put a bullet in your brain
Suicidal tendencies to grab a razor blade
Chop a line as long as Thailand
and inject it in my brain
And it wasn't even Yayo
It was crystal Drain-O
Fuck Nancy Rea-ho
Don't just say no
Just say yes
And go have sex on ten hits of X
Let ten guys cum on your chest
Just make sure I'm next
I had my aids test
and I think I passed
Now - go in the room bitch
and clean up the mess
Give us what we want
I want to violate you
Why won't you wake up
My friend - please let me rape you
I hate you - I'll break you
I want you broken in half
Give us what we want now!!!
Something inside of us keeps telling us to not give up
Something inside of me says all roads lead to tragedy
How can you stay mad at me
I'm just a clown
A nobody
I don't even exist to you
So how can I mean shit to you
So stop pretending that you care whether I laff or cry
You a phony you a fake
It's time for you to die
You and me'll always be enemies
It's like you the Arab
And I'm the Israeli
Give us what we want....
Somethin inside of yo vaginaz got me homicidal
When you bend over - it's all over
Rover's takin over
Fat - skinny - short - tall
I think I've fucked em all
I'm not sure
I can't remember - from the alcohol
Demoral - Percoset and Xanax
But now I only fuck with the pussy and smoke cess-
Imilia - ria lena - eu chi amo maizia
Translation - Dear Mamma
I can't wait to see ya
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If you think it's too loud
Bitch - get the fuck out
If you wanna slow down
Bitch - get the fuck out
If your ass ain't with me
Get the fuck out...
We raise hell bitch
We don't give a fuck
All you pussy motherfuckers shut the fuck up
I knock yo hed back
I let that shit bang
I make your heart jump
Like you was on cocaine
Stop actin like a bitch
Why you acting like a bitch
Let a bitch suck a dick
and get the fuck in the pit
If you think it's too loud...
It's another homicide
So let my shit play
I chop your hed off
Like my name was Ojay
Stop actin like a bitch....
I don't care about shit!!!
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Back door in the club
I'm not lookin for love
I'm lookin for a big butt
To squeeze on these nuts
I'm not tryin to think too much
I'm just tryin to get fucked and drink too much
Lil bitch - don't be so serious
Don't get mad cuz your girls wanna be with us
In the club - show love
Have a drink on us
"Hey yo dog I think this girl wants to get fucked"
Hey Daddy can I talk to you
Daddy I'm only seventeen
But I know just what to do
At the club
Fools pay big money for me
But Daddy you can get this lapdance here for free
I need love Daddy
Daddy give it to me
It's my birthday
Ahhight - then let me see your I.D.
Cuz the last time I was fooled the bitch was just sixteen
Big ass - big tits - she looked at least twenty-three
I'm going straight to hell
If fuckin you's wrong I don't wanna be right
Hey baby girl
I know just what to do
I'ma slap your little ass
Til it turns black and blue
Now ya put on these heels
and ya arch your back
And I'ma crack ya ass in half
With my eight inch staff
In my parents bedroom?
Yea - yea you know how we do it
On my Mamma's bed?
You go ahead and give me hed
While my Daddy's workin?
I got my own work to do
On the kitchen table?
I popped the cherry of the high school senior
hed cheerleader
Baby girl's hungry - so Daddy gotta feed her
Inches - pull it out
Then she blew me
A teenage pussy is a thing of beauty
I'm goin straight to hell....
If fuckin you's wrong I don't wanna be right
I could fuck your life away
Let me fuck your life away
I don't wanna be right
Fuck you
Jailbait - jailbait - jailbait - jailbait
She was like
Damn what the fuck did you do to me?
I was like
Shut the fuck up - this ain't nothin new to me
She was like
You're suck a dick I hate you
I was like
Bitch shut up before I rape you
I like fuckin these ninety-pounders
I watch it go in
I feel like I'm Shaqueil O'Neill
and I'm fuckin the Olson Twins
It don't take much more than a nice butt
The slut smiles at me - the slut rides with me
In the back of the suburban
Leave the drivin to me
Damn - I forgot to check that slut's I.D.
Those big-ass-titties make it hard to see
If fuckin you's wrong - I don't wanna be right
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Well it gets so hard to keep my hed up
This time I just won't let up
You talk too much
I'm fed up
I bust yo lip - can you get up
I told you - I'd get you
What made you think I'd let you
Get away with murder
I bet you knew you'd see the day you regret you
ever fucked with me
Come and get me
Fuck with me
You will rest in pieces
Never mind what she says
Eat these cheerios - make grilled cheeses
Then I will whoop yo ass
I'ma fuck your sister
Can you spell relief?
I can P-U-S-S-Y
Can you guess how I get so hi?
I can't take how you bring out the worst in me
You get the best of me
I can't let you get to me
Move - bigger they come
Move - harder they fall
War - sometimes you've gotta stand up and fight
This homicide was premeditated
My alibi cannot be faded
By the time they find the body
Me and my deejay rock the block party
Deejay please rock the Bob Marley
Let's tap the keg and get started
This weed makes me feel retarded
This beat's funky as a stripper who farted
Yea - see how they fall
One by one my enemies crawl
Let God sort em out
Kill em all
Trench coat mafia - sequel at the mall
I just won't shut up
Until you get the fuck up
I told you I won't let up
My skateboard - your face
Can you get up?
I can't take how you bring out the worst in me...
I can't take how you're constantly testing me
You get the best of me
Why won't you just leave me alone
Bigger they come
Harder they fall
Sometimes you've got to stand up and fight
Chicken - no I'm not movin
Chicken - get outta my fuckin way
Chicken - no I'm not losin
Motherfucker just walk away
Before you fall
Wake up - stand up and fight
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I could not sleep last night
That's not your problem
I've got my problems
I watched you sleep last night
That's not your problem
I've got my problems
It's hard to understand
It gets so hard to be your man
I would give you anything
But I don't have anything
Just these crazy daydreams
and they are not worth anything
I got so hi last night
That's not your problem
I've got my problems
I tried to forget my life
That's not your problem
I've got my problems
It's hard to understand...
Take your time - take your time
Hey girl
I'm so glad that we could have this time together
So I could let you know just exactly how I feel
Ya see - it's been been hard to talk to you cuz
You never listen - you're so selfish
You never shut up!!
And you know I don't have any money
and I can barely pay my bills
But you don't care
You're so selfish
What do you want from me?
It's hard to understand
It's get so hard to be your man...
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You don't understand
I don't give a fuck
This is not a game
We fight to the death
I was lost
Now I'm born again
Don't bury me
I'm not ded yet
This life is not for you
I'm not so easily broken
This cross is mine all mine
I made my bed
I'll sleep in it
I never wanted this
But I chose it
Be careful what you wish for
I never wanted this
But I chose it
Remember me bitch?
I own it
You don't understand...
Remember me - I'm not over it
My hatred keeps me warm
I'll take you with me to the grave
My hatred keep me warm
I never wanted this
But I chose it
Be careful what you wish for
I never wanted this
but I chose it
Remember me bitch?
I own it
You don't understand
This is not a game
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HED
Fuck you
This lil trik went out to the club
This lil trik stayed home
This lil trik she's lookin for love
But this lil trik just wants to bone
I am so played out
When will it end
I wanted to make out
She wants to be friends
I'm so satanic
She is so born again
I need to hit that pussy
But she won't let me in
I seen them jeans when they first walked in
Sshhh don't say a thing
I can hear your pussy talkin
Me and you can do some serious fuckin
But I got a girlfriend and you got a boyfriend
So you and your litle boyfriend should just keep on walking
cuz if that little man got a problem
This man knows how to solve em
Next time I see him at the 7-11
I'ma turn my skateboard into a deadly weapon
I roll up
On my independence
And ask this slut
Who her big ass friend is
I can't olly
I can't drop in
But I skate to the liquor store and buy some gin
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
Come on
This one's for my real punk rock homies
Fuck the whole world
Let the whole world blow me
Fuck you bitch
Fuck him
Fuck her
And if Mommy looks good I'ma be a motherfucker
I smoke the type of chronic that them white boys grow
and when I'm out on tour
They flex them crops at the show
Twenty years ago
They smoked Columbia gold
Today we pack a skunk in that Columbian fold
How many groupies wanna get backstage
and if it wasn't for groupies I'd probably never get laid
If it wasn't for hip-hop
I'd probably be dead or locked up in the pen or in the county jail
Boppin with my blues on
Mad as hell
But i'm out and getting more pussy than dykes in the dark
I smoke with DMX
And I crank with Linkin Park
I drive a stock Chevy
and shop at the Wallmart
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
Come on
Turn it up
It's about to go down
Lite it up
Take a puff
Pass it around
I don't givafuk
Fool fill my cup
I'ma fuck a dirty slut
I'ma drink and throw it up
Your band is not punk rock
It sounds like shit
How many tramps wanna suck my dick
You think you know me but you don't know shit
You get the black eye and the big fat lip
You get so mad
See me get hi
If you so pissed
Go ahead and slit your wrists
Flick on your clitoris and pull on yours tits
and what not
I pull your pony tail
and find the spot
Come on
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
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