my work song...
i walk around singing this song at work all the time...it's always stuck in my head. must me creepy for the customers.
No Cash-Gasoline
no cash, you don't wanna fuck with me
i burn churches like persons in the 3rd degree
with the strike of a match hit the gasoline
POP PILLS! drugs kill, but it's worth the thrill
started in the NAZO pits "QUICK TO DRAW"
sharp like a blade, we'll cut ya like a chainsaw
drink yo blood by the pitcher until we feel drunk
grind yer fucking bones to LACE MY FUCKING BLUNT, PUNK!
snap back crackle, pop! motherfuck the cops
always staying on my toes when i walk the block
and when i go up in the store i bring my own discount
cause i'm sick of paying money to suck corporate cock
yeah i know my Spanish is rusty but my English is old
40 down grab yourself an ice cold colt 45
feeling alive drunk as fuck in the daylight
READY TO DIE!!!
[Chorus]
sometimes, sometimes i count the hours
when i'm alone, all alone with 1,000 downers
like thread it was just gonna stitch the seams
but now my body is soaked in gasoline
NAZO step to this won't slit yer wrist
cross you off the list unless yer gonna
throw a punch it'll break your fist man up duck down
cause the caps wont miss
bust 6 shots on an undacova cop
they're all crooked mother fuckers and it's not gonna stop
so held yo ground down "run your own town"
down with the man LET THE DRUMS SOUND
i'll hit you hard with accurate precision, split decision
yo, i'm sinning and i'm grinning FUCK RELIGION
fucked up got a vision so listen
do what makes me happy not for money or attention
flying on a forty that's how i get down!
you say yer the king but i'm wearing the crown
high on my throne sniffing lines making deals
got a CHEF in the kitchen, fixing my last meal
[Chorus]
sometimes, sometimes to stay alive
to witness sickness on a cloudy sky
like thread it was just gonna stitch the seams
but now my body is soaked in gasoline......
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going shopping now.
No Cash-Gasoline
no cash, you don't wanna fuck with me
i burn churches like persons in the 3rd degree
with the strike of a match hit the gasoline
POP PILLS! drugs kill, but it's worth the thrill
started in the NAZO pits "QUICK TO DRAW"
sharp like a blade, we'll cut ya like a chainsaw
drink yo blood by the pitcher until we feel drunk
grind yer fucking bones to LACE MY FUCKING BLUNT, PUNK!
snap back crackle, pop! motherfuck the cops
always staying on my toes when i walk the block
and when i go up in the store i bring my own discount
cause i'm sick of paying money to suck corporate cock
yeah i know my Spanish is rusty but my English is old
40 down grab yourself an ice cold colt 45
feeling alive drunk as fuck in the daylight
READY TO DIE!!!
[Chorus]
sometimes, sometimes i count the hours
when i'm alone, all alone with 1,000 downers
like thread it was just gonna stitch the seams
but now my body is soaked in gasoline
NAZO step to this won't slit yer wrist
cross you off the list unless yer gonna
throw a punch it'll break your fist man up duck down
cause the caps wont miss
bust 6 shots on an undacova cop
they're all crooked mother fuckers and it's not gonna stop
so held yo ground down "run your own town"
down with the man LET THE DRUMS SOUND
i'll hit you hard with accurate precision, split decision
yo, i'm sinning and i'm grinning FUCK RELIGION
fucked up got a vision so listen
do what makes me happy not for money or attention
flying on a forty that's how i get down!
you say yer the king but i'm wearing the crown
high on my throne sniffing lines making deals
got a CHEF in the kitchen, fixing my last meal
[Chorus]
sometimes, sometimes to stay alive
to witness sickness on a cloudy sky
like thread it was just gonna stitch the seams
but now my body is soaked in gasoline......
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going shopping now.