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Death Threat
02:04
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I am the Kingpin
I am the epitome of what you call a god
Born into hell with the slime at the bottom
You'll figure out who is the fucking problem
Too stupid to ever get it
You scare me less than your Facebook death threats
Bitch
Burning in hell with the slime at the bottom
It's all of you who are the fucking problem
It's all this trend hopping bullshit
It's fucking fake and you know it
You care more what others think
Than what you really are
Accomplice to the cocksucker
Nod your head just too far
Choke on your swansong and die
Choke on your swansong and die
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2. |
Deadweight
02:12
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Wipe that look off your fucking face
Clean yourself off from all the hands you fucking shake
Through teeth
Talk shit
Doesn't hold weight from a hypocrite
Keep my name out of your mouth
And you'll have room to swallow your pride down
Move
Show me
No True Initiative
No fucking spine
Hold your own place and stay the back of the line
This is from everyone you double crossed
You scumbag motherfucker
Even if your life meant fucking shit
You'd still find a way to fucking ruin it
Here's to you, captain of useless crew
King figurehead, your Reign has come to an end
Deadweight
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Fiend
02:48
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Cut them out
Cut their heads off
They grow ten more
I've fucking watched
Gift giving Indian
Lost all motivation
Genuine when it comes to acting
But can't say shit for the backbone you're lacking
It died in me when it died in you
See right through the people you thought you knew
Fucking cowards
Can't cope with life
You chose the poison
You choose to fucking die
Nothing is sacred
Nothing means shit
I hope you kill yourself
And this time I mean it
No one gives a fuck who you are or where you came from
You had a choice
You chose wrong
Drug addict
Cut them out
Cut their heads off
They grow ten more
I've fucking watched
If I could I would kill you myself
But you were Born To Rot in your own fucking hell
Burn
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4. |
Kingpin
03:01
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Prove to me that I'm no better than you
I hope this gets old
Cause its dead and beaten and dug its nails in me too
You're not sorry
You're not sorry
You just hate to break it to me
Your crooked smile turned and finally took its toll
Writing checks you can't cash
You fuck up, smile and laugh
Driving drunk in a cop car but you ran out of gas
Trimming the fat of the land
Dealt your cards I'd fold your hand
This is the life that you choose
The only problem is you
Prove to me that I'm no better than you
I'll keep this right in my head
Make sure you lose in the end
Worthless dirtbag
You deserve it
Worthless dirtbag
You've fucking earned it
This is the life that you choose
The only problem is you
Fuck this earth
Fuck the oceans
Fuck you
If god exists then he's a piece of shit too
I'll spend the rest of my life counting days
Til I can spit in your beaten in fucking face
Prove to me that I'm no better than you
Crown your king
Kneel to me
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5. |
Bridge Burner
02:31
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Clap with the crowd
And stare at the ground
So you can keep your facade up
Follow the trend
And die like the rest
Put second place on your coffin
You are the antithesis of all progress
The small overcome themselves
Can't sell out what no one wants to buy
And everyone who ever doubted me
Just became the people I would never want to be
King of crumbs
Stained in silt
So sick of your second guessing bullshit
Passive aggressive in spite of fulfillment
You are the piss and the poison and problem
You are the anchor on top of my grave
Fuck you
And fuck me for calling you a friend
Stay in the fucking dirt you piece of shit
And I bet you'd never figure out
You are the cause of your kingdom's own downfall
And I've got you ALL figured out
You curse my name and it's a burden just to speak yours
So learn your place and sit the fuck back down
You'll never have a name
Because you don't deserve it
Follow the trend
And die like the rest
Put second place on your coffin
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Fake
02:49
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Useless person from another room
In high hopes that someone will listen
And I know you'll choke
Not every flower can be a rose
So remind me with all that shit that you said
You still know that you're nothing in the back of your head
White knights, tough guys, all one and the same
Turned tongues, crossed fingers, you are all to blame (Die another day)
The hands of leprosy crept around your neck again
Just a fucking fallacy, who tries too hard to be a man
Without water you crawl
In the dirt where you fucking belong
Screaming out until your lungs are chapped
It shouldn't be too long
Beg for death
Coward's disease
Spreading out for the masses of morons to see
Burn like cigarettes, in a foundation made of shit
You are a fraud
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