Текст песни Greasy Lake - Sloth Mob
We
with
a
new
school
of
music
this
our
alma
mater
Pull
up
to
the
Greasy
Lake
we
found
a
corpse
in
the
water
There's
a
reason
I
be
dreaming
dip
your
feet
in
you
may
never
come
back
out
If
you
sink
in
where
you'll
be
then
when
the
sun
black
out
Stuck
at
the
bottom
There's
no
hope
of
escaping
once
you've
let
yourself
go
How
can
you
expect
to
blossom
(Sucking
you
under
the
wetland,
Greasy
Lake
trying
to
make
you
a
dead
man)
When
you're
poisoning
others
with
your
rot
and
your
cold
There's
too
many
god
damn
thoughts
tied
up
inside
my
brain
Right
side
is
chained
and
left
got
way
too
much
to
say
(So
much
to
say)
You've
got
an
image
of
me
I'ma
break
the
frame
Never
let
it
leave
a
stain
Maybe
I
can
outlast
the
pain
Got
some
strength
left
in
my
veins
We
with
a
new
school
of
music
this
our
alma
mater
Pull
up
to
the
Greasy
Lake
we
found
a
corpse
in
the
water
There's
a
reason
I
be
dreaming
dip
your
feet
in
you
may
never
come
back
out
If
you
sink
in
where
you'll
be
then
when
the
sun
black
out
We
try
to
be
pious
Sloth
Mob
always
choose
love
over
violence
Not
our
fault
if
we
causing
a
riot
Plot
of
our
mission
ain't
keeping
it
quiet
So
talk
all
that
shit
I'ma
tell
a
bitch
can
it
I
got
balls
like
a
pirate
ship
cannon
You
never
planning
to
swim
with
the
salmon
Xibalba
goin'
need
a
new
soul
to
exam
I'ma
put
my
life
at
risk
if
I
keep
on
living
life
like
this
Man,
is
it
a
crime
to
want
my
kids
To
see
me
as
a
guy
that
did
worthy
shit
with
his
time
on
this
planet
I
think
our
fifteen
minutes
is
almost
up
Luckily
we
only
needed
a
fifth
of
it
Too
bad
you
kinda
suck
at
division
then
I
guess
someone
should
call
a
mortician
in
Spraying
the
bodies
of
the
opposition
I'm
taking
position
to
kill
them
all
Too
many
boys
that
were
lost
to
the
Fentanyl
Gambling
with
death
and
the
fools
always
bet
it
all
Gibbon
with
a
skull
mask
plotting
the
end
of
your
sanity
Swing
through
the
mess
I'm
high
in
the
canopy
Got
enough
knowledge
to
know
Your
fake
front
will
not
be
able
to
handle
me
Deep
in
my
mind
When
the
serpent
arrived
in
the
hellscape
Grab
the
axe
and
I
gave
him
a
new
face
Now
I
am
no
longer
in
the
same
place
A
rabid
rodent
I'm
escaping
the
rat
race
Stroodle
Boy
got
the
Draco
and
it's
tucked
Shots
like
Giannis
I
play
for
the
Bucks
This
is
all
skill
I
don't
leave
it
to
luck,
nah
Killing
this
shit
for
the
fake
thoughts
Killing
this
shit
for
the
red
dots
Killing
this
shit
for
the
lack
of
integrity
y'all
got
Dismissing
the
people
that
gonna
go
tie
knots
Y'all
fail
to
acknowledge
The
fact
that
your
mind
lacks
accurate
knowledge
Stroodle
will
always
pay
homage
To
the
ones
that
helped
him
ascend
and
got
all
his
old
ways
abolished,
yuh
Too
many
people
are
starting
to
sink
Collapse
and
chaos,
we
on
the
brink
Greasy
Lake
you
goin'
die
in
its
water
It's
filling
your
mind
with
thoughts
of
the
slaughter
It's
got
a
grip
round
your
neck
like
a
collar
Better
ring
up
God,
maybe
you'll
just
be
the
lucky
caller
Or
you'll
end
up
sacrificed
at
Hell's
alter

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