Текст песни 20th CENTURION - $uicideBoy$ feat. GERM
Make
a
punk
bitch
bite
the
curb
American
History
X
Burning
churches
'til
they
dirt
Walk
off
and
throw
up
the
set
Just
another
Sunday
purge,
I'm
ISIS
with
blades
and
a
neck
Throw
his
body
to
the
herd
this
what
happens
when
you
flex
Fuck
boy,
I
lace
your
mama's
drink
with
LSD
gave
your
sister
mescaline
Then
chased
her
up
and
down
the
street
Never
sleep
Stay
on
the
creep
to
kill
you
sheep
Mark
of
the
beast
Walking
disease
Hell
is
my
theme
Gimme
a
cigarette,
my
nerves
is
bad
What
the
fuck
your
name
is,
boy?
I
never
heard
of
that
Germ
is
back
in
the
N.O.
we
made
a
murder
pact
She
let
out
a
nervous
laugh
Swimming
in
the
deep
like
where
the
surface
at?
Make
the
sign
of
the
cross
and
then
I'm
skrrtin'
in
the
church's
ash
Let
my
soul
escape
I'm
switching
bodies
like
a
hermit
crab
Home
is
where
the
dirt
is
at
Lemme
circle
back
to
the
days
when
I
said
"fuck
the
world"
It's
still
me
versus
that
Ruby
stuntin'
like
a
circus
act
Who
that
there
with
all
that
flair?
Stare
into
my
eyes,
I
dare
you
Ride
with
the
carbon
Pistons
in
the
hood
Ben
Wallace
with
me
Just
might
shoot
you
down
Don't
make
no
sound
Big
gun
sounds
get
to
rushing,
bitch
It's
nothing
DirtyNasty$uicide
It's
you
or
I
It's
do
or
die
Bitch,
it's
me
I
got
hunnids
and
I
heard
your
tank's
on
"E."
Boot
me
down,
I
stomp
you
out
Big
body
bitch
hold
on
my
heat
Clap
'em
with
the
ratty
just
for
acting
all
types
Of
cheesy
Better
believe
me,
hoe
Gimme
the
cheese
and
dope
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