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swing batter - protextor lyrics

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[verse 1]
hear a mother cry
and they run the lights
to split up a life
and it’s undeniably one design
to keep dumber whites on their f*ckin side
f*ckin despite you punks, you’re the violent ones
f*ckin bite your tongue
trolls is hidin son
river kwai on ‘em
bridge’s lightin’ up
abolish ice and take all the tyrants
they can all sign on the dotted line
to the dark lord
in that blood ties
like f*ck you guys
so hardcore
with an underline
what a bold bold bold bold type
that so no h0m* type
that no must mean go type
f*ck your life up
when i’m mic’ed up
likе russia spelling out icup
if ya like trump
then your lifе sucks
sp*ce camp go hard get high as f*ck
y’all screwheads need to brighten up
and turn a light bulb on
so you can lighten up
that’s a deep ass sigh
i don’t give a f*ck if you see me cry
40 hour week didn’t sleep last night
desert of the real
sipping zizek lite
books cost money
so does weed and rice
money costs time
so does heat and light
funny how they want
you not to need this life
peter pan but can’t squeeze in tights
lost boys growin’ up to be vampires
so i’m buffy with a piece of pine
if you see me in your dreams tonight
please don’t be surprised
[chorus]
swing batter swing batter swing batter swing
that american dream, baby
swing batter swing batter swing batter swing
that american dream, baby
water for horses
blood for dogs

[verse 2]
when i get drunk i wanna be hunter s thompson
just a drumbeat from a gun between t**th
my rum punch like a gut punch
all bl**dy and p*ssed off
but stumbling less often
like a mummy in fresh cotton
my lungs bleed
when my tongue heaves so the ugly gets swallowed
stain on my pillow signals death
like mid autumn
a sl!ck conman spins a three card monte
and i pick all of em
frame a picture of me on the tilt a world with a turkey leg, big swig, and spinned cotton
mouth dry from the candy
smiling and sick off it
we came to america
so we picked a big coffin
the kind of friendship that benefits often
feels sh*tty to just document
and sh*t talk sh*t when i’m p*ssed off
mockin’
but i wish when you swim you’d get bit by a venomous moccasins
and slip under the water
so if the swamp is ever drained
we can identify your carcass by
the crocs on it
[chorus]
swing batter swing batter swing batter swing
that american dream, baby
swing batter swing batter swing batter swing
that american dream, baby
water for horses
blood for dogs

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