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by Subject2Ridicule

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Rip O' Dope 02:45
Rip O Dope Pass it to me why can't you see it's for me everyday I gotta have it so sit down and smoke up you'll see to cleanse out my fucked up life of disease I'll never change I'm subject to ridicule Me and my friends gotta get stoned pack up a green bud hit and pass it around I like that sticky ass shit wherever it's found I was retarded to start it but now I can't cease He believed in Hell that day when he took his life found a vein ended his pain I like to know what he'd say now.
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Crystaldeth 03:19
Weed got you stoned. Crank made you a whore. Dirty, hardass, chain-smoke, cocaine. Immorally, impressive, orgasm, penis. If you'd like the lousy way out you should try crystal meth. It has deceptive allures leading down to the pit never sleep, never eat, satans evil intent we'll make you give up your soul destruction is imminent You'll snort the shit up your nose You shoot it straight in your veins You probably think you feel good. Too bad you're going insane. Telling me what you keep telling me, I can smell the shit that you're selling me, man. Honestly the is no sanity there is no honesty there is no way to escape. Take it again, take another hit of crystal meth. Tell me again, how you love the feeling of fucking death. Take it again, take another hit of crystal meth. Tell me again, how you love the feeling of Crystaldeth! Doing the "shard shard hop hop" run from the cops help me to the next town, man, I'll see you around there will be mad kick backs when i get back don't forget that if I get back at all or rot in a cell Subject to any number of pitiful blunders (x4) Telling me what you keep telling me, I can smell the shit that you're selling me, man. Honestly the is no sanity there is no honesty there is no way to escape. You can tell me anything and everything you know that right? the conversation is much too light and we keep staying up all night!!!
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Finding 03:33
I gotta find I gotta find a way back I gotta get up, get out and find where I'm at there has been something that I've been avoiding now it's just destroying my mind and I can't find out where it's coming from. I gotta find out what it was that I keep running from. Though I can see the signs around me I can't read them at all. I thought i worked hard for the illusions I had they were all based upon lies entrenched in my poison head wasting my time now I realize the size of the consequence to it all I was so blind Doing the shard shard hop hop run from the cops help me to the next town man I'll see you around there'll be mad kick backs when I get back don't forget that if I get back at all or rot in a cell Subject to any number of pitiful blunders.
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When a Klown turns into a fag shove him in the trunk of your car he'll never know who you are but if they come to and they see you squeeze their nose and hide them in your clothes Rudolphio, and Bozo Circus Homeo Check him out, he is gay. and he's gunna blow. Time has ceased to be. Check him out; he's on cocaine and he's gunna; blow what the fuck? he's gone insane and he's got a gun. He's got a gun He's got a twisted sense of justice and this time we're all just sitting around talking about getting around to taking him out. If rubber noses are not your bag look out my pants will sag hey, look out that klown is a fag with your pants all fags sag my homophobic rapier will pierce your ass hold up and smoke some mother fucking grass Clowns that made you laugh they made me cry and I found my way down The killer clown and I He laid his tracks to my heart anytime bringing me to my knees The killer clown and me.
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I woke up fighting a cop he punched me but i wouldn't stop I woke up the next day sucking on his pepper spray Take me where I belong. Ah hell, he's addicted to Christian Hiphop now 10 times worse than the curse of that demon liquor that he thirsted Aw fuck, I'm waking up I'm facing facts about my dependency Aw fuck, I've woken up to the bitter joke of my drinking, smoking style. When it ends just let me fail again. I need to know why you let me go. Ah hell, he's one of those 12-step zombies now I ain't heard shit but cliches coming out his mouth since he started walking "the way" how bout, I'm walking away no time for the shit that you say fuck 'They' He's back to his old ways the very next mother fucking day
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There's a lot people talkin' crazy. Knocking me out Joining her majesty's Navy I'm jacking a battleship, baby. I'm taking a cruise down, like Admiral Byrd Finding the size and the shape of this mother fucker. Your world is round, his world is flat. Your God is real, his god is in his head. The grind of days you push beyond perception The grind of days you fall for your deception There's a lot of people talking insane shit There's drones outside I'm a targeted individual My bible is changing it's mind because there's a pretty good chance we're a part of a great & intricate experiment pitting humanity against some unbeknown element just sayin'.
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The way he lived his life every night it was another suicide he'd wake us up on the other side with tears in his eyes and we'd get high and talk about the future like it would never arrive Jason's Angel was.... We'd spoken many times about his constant run-in's with the things that would hide we're they real or we're thay just in his mind? could it be both? could we ever know how inter-dimensionals come to you or through you though? I'd like to be able to say he was not totally crazed because I too have seen something beyond you I know there's more to life than we know. That day we woke up in the heat of Jason's Burner. It was just another Tale of Ridicule another let down on your mother I'd like to be able to say that we laid down hands and we prayed for him and he was miraculously saved but I'd be lying.
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This is a top secret mission you fucked your life up now you gotta go get it back toil in the desert... Do the shard shard hop hop run from the cops help me to the next town man I'll see you around there'll be mad kick backs when i get back if i get back at all or rot in a cell Subject to any number of pitiful blunders (x4) Time to atone for what I have done In this jurisdiction. (x2) Hell, you remember me back then smoking crank through a pop can lying to all my family and friends Well, it never ends. It just keeps getting worse it's like a curse and I can't the words to express this to all those who I hurt. keep rolling on burning bridges and using bitches telling you just what you want to hear just when you want to listen because... I don't give a fuck about anything but getting by I don't give a fuck about anything but getting high. I need what I need to need I decieve who I need to deceive I choose whether I would like to bleed You'll never know because you will never see.
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released May 19, 2016

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