paroles de chanson Flaming Garbage - Kitsune

Please, allow me to show you something

I fucking quit my job now I'm broke
These demons want me to croak
She's fiending, her pussy soak
Light fires that all you smoke
Gambino, I'm staying woke
Yeah boy we know you ash like oak
You torpedo just like your jokes
Your libido's on its final stroke
Give two fucks if you think I'll choke
You know nothing, not city folk
You're just animals and you're crossing the cannibal
The fucking King, it's straight laughable
That you think I'll be affable
Calling the God fucking fallible
My, my, you look so flammable
Feel my mandible
I'm gorging myself on demons and jerking off to their screaming
Did he say that? I must be dreaming
Nah this nightmare fucking lasts all weekend
You'll be schemin' like G Man for Freeman, believin' your half-life's leavin'
No reason to fight for meanin' if these feelin's continue streamin'

You can't kill me, kill me, nah, nah, nah
You can't kill me, feel me, hah, hah, ugh
You can't kill me, kill me, nah, nah, nah
You can't kill me, fear me, yah, yah, ugh

Bring it down mother fucker
I'm so hungry I'm like a junkie
I'm fixing to spank the monkey
Get Funky Kong fucking country, bring Dunkey
That makes it spunky, Game Grumpy
Gotta keep it punky, beat chunky
Like the way I do it, who knew it
Be so damn fluid, a druid
Gobbling on my nuts
Call cupid like he gives two fucks
She's fluent in shaking butts
Leave me stupid, she cost no bucks
I'm elusive and I dream lucid
You putrid, you got shit music
You're useless, you put out sewage
Polluting the scene when muted, I tooted
Better shit than you put out when you try, makes me cry
Clones of me short in supply while clones of you rain from the sky
And all the while I'm asking why, when, where, what, who, how you get by
And you can't give me a reply
Not one deny
What's that imply?

You can't kill me, kill me, nah, nah, nah
You can't kill me, feel me, hah, hah, hah
You can't kill me, kill me, nah, nah, nah
You can't kill me, fear me, yah, yah

Turn this fucker up
Hip-hop just flows through my veins
Dissect my alien brains
My girl, I'm Ed, you're Lorraine, don't be a stranger
Raise babies in a manger while mine rest in the clouds
Abortions aren't good on paper, but it's better than culling crowds
Although I might just pick the latter and taste the blood when it splatter
Like Shady, the chainsaw scatter, these pussies go pitter-patter
Your life, I wish to shatter, you may be bad but bitch I'm badder
I'm darker than the blackest matter, your bitches cake I left battered

You can't kill me, kill me, nah, nah, nah
You can't kill me, feel me, hah, hah, huh
You can't kill me, kill me, nah, nah, nah
You can't kill me, fear me, yah, yah, hah