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Previously unreleased demo recorded during the 'Suffering Contest' album sessions.
lyrics
(LYRICS)
The reconditioning session has begun!
Intrusive, exclusive, putrid in a lucid dream, I don't hate your because you're a faggot, I hate you because you're a douche with a quest to be seen, magic polystyrene beans! Change your values monthly, you're flexible, is there a statute of limitations on killing transsexuals? Think it over, or staple back your testicles, mixed up for 'yuks', false majestical.
I fight dirty, ripping scalp holes & hair chunks, I'm a walking cancer lump, drinking Dr. Pepper like Forrest Gump, I'm stumped, swallow my words & go get your stomach pumped, my ulitsa get jumped. The obsessive, compulsive, mentally challenged half wit rapper, interloper hate speech attacker. Dave Grohl spreading AIDS with the Foo Fighters, I'm spreading hate & starting fires with Bic lighters!
Sit back & watch the relapse, burn the glass & the globe cracks, cop skag, wet cigarette take a drag, 'high on life', a bunch of shite, cut my arm open with a knife, insert an iron pipe, skinny kike, chip on my shoulder like a fat dyke. Stick the syringe in your left temple, disrupt your serotonin levels, at a club dry humpin', you know that I'm thumpin', diarrhoea blumpkin! Gone postal, grease washing up coastal, hook worms, herpes carp & flounder, check my Thetan levels - I'm a downer, behind a counter, E-Meter reads "you're fucked"! Everyday talking at me, so I burnt down their ashram & ran down Hare Krishna in a mini-van, hello glutenous Californian, here's Boko Haram & meet Son of Sam! I heard your problems, I'm fucking done with you, burnt bit-by-bit, filled up your casket with piss before I dropped & buried it, catatonic during life, I killed you twice, rest with the mice!
credits
from
Life Insurance (Single),
released April 13, 2019
Lyrics/Rap by Yan Bob.
Instrumental/Beat produced by Ømegaman.
Mixed/Mastered by Ømegaman.
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