Hurriedly zippin' through
Hittin' business
'Membering the first Kataklysmas
Spiffy what's in the trunk
IBM 5100 and a blind drunk steampunk seeing the face of god from the back of Tlacuache's hog
There will be no sequel
True adversaries are both bitter and equal
Inbred psychopathics and they're hooked on Turbo Grafx
Everybody but you can see that I treasure every moment we're together
Cock-knocking powergamers, PG-13s, D6 Heretics ought not talk cock to me
Tlacuache and me we have a Bloodthirster
Lives in a dream in the bag that I thirst for
Have you ever been warpstoned to the bone
Cryo-spined 'til your mind is a spent Frozen Throne
Fatass Tlacuache speaks no evil
Spiffy could give a f*ck about the people
Quache what's under the hood
Hadron particle collider and the hundred year wood
Inside a QT and I'm ramming Jam
Uber boosting cock and demon engine spam
No descent of angels
True heretics are both bitter and hateful
Got a monkey on your back
No for real homeboy
What the f*ck is that
Everybody but you can see that I treasure every moment we're together
Cock-knocking powergamers, PG-13s, D6 Heretics ought not talk cock to me
Tlacuache and me we have a Bloodthirster
Lives in a dream in the bag that I thirst for
Have you ever been warpstoned to the bone
Cryo-spined 'til your mind is a spent Frozen Throne
Holdin' out on weight as shit-tits are rampant
Flowin' like a brick down paint-her-back mountain
Holy Ushers catch me surrounded
Pound in my head of sunfire rewounding
When you're a cock like me there is no free
Only more bad sweams of degradarity
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Hurriedly zippin' through
Hittin' business
'Membering the first Kataklysmas
Spiffy what's in the trunk
IBM 5100 and a blind drunk steampunk seeing the face of god from the back of Tlacuache's hog
There will be no sequel
True adversaries are both bitter and equal
Inbred psychopathics and they're hooked on Turbo Grafx
Everybody but you can see that I treasure every moment we're together
Cock-knocking powergamers, PG-13s, D6 Heretics ought not talk cock to me
Tlacuache and me we have a Bloodthirster
Lives in a dream in the bag that I thirst for
Have you ever been warpstoned to the bone
Cryo-spined 'til your mind is a spent Frozen Throne
Fatass Tlacuache speaks no evil
Spiffy could give a f*ck about the people
Quache what's under the hood
Hadron particle collider and the hundred year wood
Inside a QT and I'm ramming Jam
Uber boosting cock and demon engine spam
No descent of angels
True heretics are both bitter and hateful
Got a monkey on your back
No for real homeboy
What the f*ck is that
Everybody but you can see that I treasure every moment we're together
Cock-knocking powergamers, PG-13s, D6 Heretics ought not talk cock to me
Tlacuache and me we have a Bloodthirster
Lives in a dream in the bag that I thirst for
Have you ever been warpstoned to the bone
Cryo-spined 'til your mind is a spent Frozen Throne
Holdin' out on weight as shit-tits are rampant
Flowin' like a brick down paint-her-back mountain
Holy Ushers catch me surrounded
Pound in my head of sunfire rewounding
When you're a cock like me there is no free
Only more bad sweams of degradarity
Hittin' business
'Membering the first Kataklysmas
Spiffy what's in the trunk
IBM 5100 and a blind drunk steampunk seeing the face of god from the back of Tlacuache's hog
There will be no sequel
True adversaries are both bitter and equal
Inbred psychopathics and they're hooked on Turbo Grafx
Everybody but you can see that I treasure every moment we're together
Cock-knocking powergamers, PG-13s, D6 Heretics ought not talk cock to me
Tlacuache and me we have a Bloodthirster
Lives in a dream in the bag that I thirst for
Have you ever been warpstoned to the bone
Cryo-spined 'til your mind is a spent Frozen Throne
Fatass Tlacuache speaks no evil
Spiffy could give a f*ck about the people
Quache what's under the hood
Hadron particle collider and the hundred year wood
Inside a QT and I'm ramming Jam
Uber boosting cock and demon engine spam
No descent of angels
True heretics are both bitter and hateful
Got a monkey on your back
No for real homeboy
What the f*ck is that
Everybody but you can see that I treasure every moment we're together
Cock-knocking powergamers, PG-13s, D6 Heretics ought not talk cock to me
Tlacuache and me we have a Bloodthirster
Lives in a dream in the bag that I thirst for
Have you ever been warpstoned to the bone
Cryo-spined 'til your mind is a spent Frozen Throne
Holdin' out on weight as shit-tits are rampant
Flowin' like a brick down paint-her-back mountain
Holy Ushers catch me surrounded
Pound in my head of sunfire rewounding
When you're a cock like me there is no free
Only more bad sweams of degradarity
Writer: Eric Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid