1. |
Deadset Mindset
02:03
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Deadset
the kid is back
and coming with a
Mindset
Nothings gonna stop us
Something
inside of me awakened
Now its time
to rise from the ashes
Looks like
we're really onto something
Don't act like
you didn't see it coming
You're suspect
on all things
so let it go
talk your shit
you're so political!
Let's Go!
You're a Freak Show
So Political!
Don't Fuck With My Mindset!
Get Back!
Respect!
Mindset!
Rise!
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2. |
Lab Rat
02:00
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I'm just a Lab Rat
Wandering, fucked
To dwell on this life
Everything sucks
Tortured by Pain
Trapped in this Mind
Searching for what
I know I can't find
Waste Everyday
In my Dirty Cage
Insane,
Never ending rage
Now should I go and
take my life away?
'Cause this Bitch
Won't give me the
Time of Day
Yeah right. (Fuck)
I'm still up in your face
Down in my Grave
Take work off
A Sick Day
Getting Paid
Getting Laid all day
Is what I want
Take this Rage to the Stage
Create Chaos!
Look in my eyes
Just a little Lab Rat
Look in my mind
See what you find
Look in my eyes
Just a little Lab Rat
Looking through
My Mind's Eye!
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3. |
Whore Lies
01:24
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Bat shit crazy
and off her meds
No point asking her
where she's been
Next day she's
getting me off again
I know she'll
never get sick of it
See your face
You're about to cry
That's what you get
For believing Whore Lies
At the sky screaming
Why! Why! Why!
That's what you get
For believing Whore Lies
Braindead trashy American
Drunk girl
Spreading her legs again
Never know
where the fuck she's been
Now I'm headed
Back to the Clinic
See your face
You're about to cry
That's what you get
For believing Whore Lies
At the sky screaming
Why! Why! Why!
That's what you get
For believing Whore Lies
Open your mouth
Shit comes out
Can't believe a
Single word you say
Tell me that you love me
But I know that you are
just another lay
Tell your lies and alibies
Never look me in the eyes
I just want between your thighs
This is what you sound like
blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah blah
BLAH!
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4. |
Dozes
02:23
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Oh my God
What the fuck
Have I Done?
This p-p-piece of paper
That I put on my tongue
I'm feeling cool
and I'm having some fun
But I didn't know
the fucking outcome
The worlds melting
as I wander around
Fearing voices and
all kinds of sounds
I'm fucking lost and
I'm in my home town
Dozes took control
there's no way out
Don't take the Dozes
You'll go insane (x2)
Oh my God
What the fuck did I do?
The floor is crawling and
there's snakes in my shoes
They tried to warn me but
I love the abuse
10 strip of trip
will fuckin' ruin you
For 20 hours
I'll be outta my mind
Reality is getting
harder to find
I'm chugging vodka
and smokin' some kind
Trying to find my way
back to good times
Don't take the Dozes
You'll go insane (x4)
(mind numbing acid on your brain)
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5. |
Quabo
01:21
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Quabo are you out there?
We never meant to bully you
You probably wanna kill us all
We don't fuckin blame you!
Quabo are you still around?
Quabo did you leave town?
Quabo do you need some weed?
Quabo tell me what you need?
Quabo did you tie a noose?
Quabo are you on the loose?
Did they lock you in a looney bin?
Did you move to Wisconsin?
Quabo are you out there?
We never meant to bully you
You probably wanna kill us all
We don't fuckin blame you!
Quabo did you end it all?
Quabo did you take the fall?
Do you need some cash bro?
We got your fuckin' back, yo!
Quabo do you need a dab?
Quabo do you want me stabbed?
Quabo tell me, are you dead?
Are you hanging out with ED?
Quabo are you out there?
We never meant to bully you
You probably wanna kill us all
We don't fuckin blame you!
TURTLE POWER!
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6. |
Nickel Bag Harold
01:19
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Every time I see you in the streets
Walking up wanting something from me
"Do you gotta square?" "Can I get a buck?"
Looking for a joint, always broke as fuck
Parasite like flea, always want something for free
Not sorry. That's how I gotta be
Keep your fuckin lies, and your sob stories
Nickel Bag Harold
Had to say farewell
Friends of Convenience
You can suck my Penis
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7. |
Deez Nutz
01:45
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Got my wad of hundreds
Got some rubbers and a "J"
Time to fuckin Plow, (bitch)
We do this everyday
Song after song but
Do you have a hit?
Your mouths wide open
Suck on Deez Nutz Bitch!
Whyte Trash got me laughing
Gums are flappin' (little troll)
Calling up your daughter
Smoking on a bong load
Always writing rhymes and
I'm singing off key
I know deep down
That you wanna be Me!
Deez Nutz
(you can suck on my)
Deez Nutz
(my sweaty, salty)
Deez Nutz
(unshaven)
Deez Nutz
(on a !00* day)
My Nutz
(ain't feeling like)
Dry Nutz
(my soggy ass)
Deez Nutz
(you can suck on my)
Sleaze Nutz
(on a 100* day)
Todays Forecast: Hot n Steamy
a Balmy !00* day!
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8. |
River Water Bong Load
00:46
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I Smoked
a River Water Bong Load
I Choked
Lungs about to explode
Smelling like a Carp
Smacking at mosquitos
I Smoked
a River Water Bong Load
Fell in the water
Just the other day
Drunk and High
Puking up slime
Can't understand a
Single word I say
Everybody knows
I'm outta my mind
I Smoked
a River Water Bong Load
I Choked
lungs about to explode
Smelling like a Carp
Smacking at mosquitos
I Smoked
a River Water Bong Load
(Dude, I think my muhfuggin fingers broke)
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9. |
4:20
02:38
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What did they say?
What did they do,
To my dad now?
They tried to do it to me
Moving to a cell
Living hard, so
What the hell,
did they say to me?
Always just a blazin'
Living in the haze n
I don't hurt nobody
When we run a pound
Eyes are watchin' me
Right now
They're fuckin' everywhere!
But they
can't fuck
with me
It's 4:20
Don't talk back
You need cash
to see my sack
You ain't smokin' for free
If you are a N.A.R.C
Don't come around
these parts
You won't like what you see
If you got the brown
Get the fuck outta town
It won't sell to nobody
If you slang a lot, STOP!
You might sell to a cop
They're fuckin everywhere!
But they
can't fuck
with me
It's 4:20
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10. |
Moth Rah!
00:29
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Moth Rah!
Kill Godzilla!
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Spider Hole Pistolero Detroit, Michigan
We've been jamming together since before 2007! We started out drinking whiskey and making music for a laugh. Then everyone
kinda went their own way for a few years.
We all got back together on a sad note, when our bass player Big Spougie passed away in 2017. We had a little jam session after the funeral and been going hard ever since. Now it's just like the old days. Making music and having fun!
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