Texty:
Get Bent On Excuses

We tell ourselves Reassuring "It's different this time" We held our heads high and we lied I don't want to be accountable for this There's got to be

haven't even been born yet But we never tend the garden and rarely we pay the rent Most of it is broken and the rest of it is bent Put it all on plastic

life, suicidal, i'm tryna put a fuckin dick in your spinal get it get it poppin get it get it poppin get it get it poppin get it get it poppin [ chorus

Suffa We found this club on a side street, but I was kind of iffy, We could hear some fly beats, but from outside it looked shifty, I said this to pressure

place With his coat made of camel hair An' sandals on his feet an' a long beard on his face You know, Lord, when You come back to get Your children

touch the heart and lay the carcass on the campfire Burn baby burn, and take ya sins with ya if the shoe don't fit ya, remove it to loose the business Get

fucking around Crazy Cat ain't fucking around The Madd Rapper aint fucking around So watch your backs, watch your pocket book Watch your pockets, watch everybody on the train Watch everybody on the bus 'Cause we gonna get

Hey, let's get away and get a room On other side of town Hey shawty, I was thinkin' of you (Ay, was you thinkin' of me, ay ay) Hey, let's get a room

laughs came And the nerve went And "Dirty Jew" Was written on the blackboard Fourth form atrocities Punchbag Come and get it Socrates Got to hit back Get down on