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whatsyourprice.com
01:47
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My stomach turns with cheap wine and sick words
My head throbs with rage for Milwaukee cops
My chest heaves for scratching scars and bruised knees
My hands itch to strangle you and eat the rich
But my body is a commodity that feels like it's not for me
If my body can make me money then it's all the same to me
If I can't sell it one way, I'll sell it another//
Make a buck of all you suckers
If I can't sell t one way, I'll sell it another//
Give me all your money, fuckers
My heart jumps for everyone who's locked up
My feet run from screaming men while I have fun
My teeth grind when your face is on my mind
My throat screams when you say those things to me
But my body is a commodity that feels like it's not for me
If my body can make me money then it's all the same to me
If I can't sell it one way, I'll sell it another//
Make a buck of all you suckers
If I can't sell t one way, I'll sell it another//
Give me all your money, fuckers
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DIY Bros
01:45
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Can U Not?
02:06
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Your eyes on my curves
is like tinfoil on my teeth
Can't walk down the street
without you calling out at me
I give you a chance but always you prove to be
total scum, total scum
Your teeth on a curb//
creeps will die first//
It's not flattering//
You're just power grabbing
Your hand on my sides
is like shot hitting in my brain
Do you think that's ok
just because I'm getting paid?
Well fuck you old man,
try it again,
total scum, total scum.
Your teeth on a curb//
creeps will die first//
It's not flattering//
You're just power grabbing
Your teeth on a curb//
creeps will die first//
Up against the wall//
I've got a bullet for you all
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Brake Lines
02:23
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We said "we are everywhere" and we didn't lie,
you'll find us in basements streets and alleyways at night.
So go back to your hole and sink back to your pile,
next time I'll have something to smash that fucking smile because
I know where you live//
I know where you work//
I know what to do//
I know where to find you//
I hope you can't sleep//
I hope that it hurts too//
I hope that you know that I know where to find you
Sometimes I think of a trip out to Beaver Dam
to tell your wife and kids that their daddy is scum
I know you'd like to think that I'm still small and scared,
but if I could I'd tell you that you're lucky to be spared because
We don't fear the streets, we're not afraid to fight,
We'll travel fast and roll in packs, you should fear your life
I don't fear the streets, I don't fear the night,
I'll travel fast and roll in packs you should fear your life because
I know where you live//
I know where you work//
I know what to do//
I know where to find you//
I hope you can't sleep//
I hope that it hurts too//
I hope that you know that I know where to find you
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6. |
Stab Yer Dad
01:46
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