Name: ROT by PINEBOX PIMP
Duration: 2 min 34 s
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Drill to kill(ÐEAÐCRØ$$)


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totalitarian tuesday

DENNIS TYPE BEAT

HOLLOW CRACKER SMOKE

CAROLINA MAN FLYING OBJECT

HOCKEY BITCH

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Produced by Vegard Veslelia


(lyrics)

sitting in the motherfucking dark just smoking 
i don’t want to hear no talking
i watch even when they think I’m not
wide awake i hear you walking
sleep walk if the dope don’t come
never really gave a fuck if you don’t like
the way we do it from the movies to the music
i smile and i know that its alright

fuck is the word touch me and burn
don’t make me embarrass you
was eager to learn fuck waiting our turn
there is just no comparing us
do it right every time
without even fucking trying
it never get fucking tiring
i change up the way they write

I’ve seen it once I’ve seen it twice
I’ve seen it too many times
“we hope sesh blow up”
it do now they look oh so surprised 
“now its different” quit the bitching
i don’t want your ass to listen
pour a trendy four an drink it
till your heart no longer ticking

tired of the motherfucking hold up
i touch the world and it froze up
promise i never care 
promise i never will
give a fuck about if they know us
that never meant a thing
give a fuck if you’re listening
we come and save the day
sesh and it never change

need to go a little harder boy and i am your best reason
bitch I’m cremated creeping every season is sesh season
I’ve been in it for fourteen winters
you were beginning just last weekend 
i dont force it still they weaken
now our words are what they’re speaking 

shit a little different i admit it
cuz now i can buy some fucking dinner 
pussies bitching like its tradition 
bitch id rather you don’t listen
ill be honest thats a promise
i aint no one to look up to
rather u look down on me 
frown upon me and tell me
that I’m not what you thought that i was 
no i don’t need no “yo bones you killing it”
fuck up and listen thats not why I’m doing it
its not a choice i am the noise
static bring havoc i live in the void
we are just something you cannot explain
radiate rays that you cannot ignore
i don’t go quiet I’m slamming the door
el say to get it I handle the chore 
never fit in i stuck out like a sore thumb
and I’m numb everywhere that we are
my blunt go out and the people they run
cashed and I’m apt to attack when its done
look in my eyes i take you to the sun
drop you off burn you then take you back home
you could be right still ill never be wrong
you could be you but you’ll never be 

bones

Bones - TheArtOfCremation (Prod. by Vegard Veslelia)

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When life gets hard, I snap and lash right back in full attack.
Bitch death is easy, take it now and you can't take it back.
I roll my dope, I blow my smoke, it keeps my mind intact.
Can't nobody harm me, kind of alarming when you fathom that.

I took the psycho path, feel like I might go mad.
The money movin fast, can't keep up so they mad.
The whole world in my grasp, and seven moons in my hands.
Just spent a couple racks but, I'm gonna make it back.

I Decay, I do not know who these voices inside of my head are,
Conversations keeping me awake, I can never seem to find the sanity that I have lost.

I Decay, I do not know what the fuck to do with all my time now,
Now it just feels like my time's in a box and the hands on the clock have been holding me down.

I Decay, I do not know where most of my emotions have gone,
I just keep wandering aimlessly all in my brain, it's exhausting so I'm moving on.

I Decay, I do not know why the fuck I am wasting away.
With every minute I make my decisions, but the rest of existence remains to decay.
 
Still under the dirt, 
Black nails, Black Shirt.
Bitch get off my back.
Don't get on my nerves.

Bitch you might get hurt,
Cease your breathing for sure.
I got demons that lurk,
Hope they get to you first.

They never gon learn,
I stay alert, (like radars.)
Things never gon work,
I can't convert. 

What the fuck do you need,
I'm introverted
Bitch it's OmenXIII
The life reverser.

I Decay, I do not know who the voices inside of my head are,
Conversations keeping me awake, I can never seem to get the sanity that I had lost.

I Decay, I do not know what the fuck to do with all my time now,
Now it just feels like my time's in a box and the hands on the clock have been holding me down.

I Decay, I do not know where most of my emotions have gone,
I just keep wandering aimlessly all in my brain, it's exhausting so I'm moving on.

I Decay, I do not know why the fuck I am wasting away.
With every minute I make my decisions, but the rest of existence remains to decay.

ROT

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