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FUCKFUCKFUCKKILLKILLKILL

by Celebration Anxiety

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1.
It's laid on fire say nothing is left Flying funeral pyre lost all youthful zest Melancholy moon aesthetic distress, Sedentary thought groomed there's NFA, Moonlit night old-skool acid test, Unorignal sight no-one knows it best, Monkey suit onesie with a monogram chest, No royal decree built resentment nest, Crib notes made for future reference (Keep your weapons hidden) The shit got me not feelin right (Start the war and use the prisons) Smoke till I forget my preference (Mouth of fruit that's so forbidden) But now I'm feeling waved and this vapourwave got me like-
2.
TELEVISION'S NOT ARTISTICALLY VALID TELEVISION'S NOT ARTISTICALLY VALID No.
3.
Man I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl like me I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know Swizz told me let the beat rock For all my Southside niggas that know me best I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex Why? I made that bitch famous (God damn) I made that bitch famous For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's best Why? They mad they ain't famous (God damn) They mad they're still nameless (Talk that talk, man) Her man in the store tryna try his best But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh But we still hood famous (God damn) Yeah we still hood famous I just wanted you to know I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I don't blame you much for wanting to be free Wake up, Mr West! Oh, he's up! I just wanted you to know I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin' That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin' She in school to be a real estate agent Last month I helped her with the car payment Young and we alive, whoo! We never gonna die, whoo! I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt Put one up in the sky The sun is in my eyes, whoo! Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo! No matter how hard they try, whoo! We never gonna die I just wanted you to know Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam 'ey what a bam bam How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam eh Bam bam, bam bam Let me see your middle finger in the air Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam Let me see you act up in this motherfucker 'ey what a bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam How you feelin', how you feelin, how you feelin' in this mother fucker, god damn Bam bam One thing you can't do is stop us now Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam You can't stop the thing now 'ey what a bam bam Man it's way too late, it's way too late, it's way too late you can't fuck with us Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam To the left, to the right Bam bam dilla, bam bam I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this 'ey what a bam bam Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam I just wanted you to know I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know
4.
He dont mind what you do till your all on your own workj your fingers to the bone throw your knees to the ground lookin up lookin down theres a crowd all around its a sight too loud voices hit you fast with no time to grasp what they mean not a thing even empty thoughts dream quick get your man on the phone you just saw him chirpse that hoe and she a stupid cunt FUCKFUCKFUCKKILLKILLKILL choose your vice and ill choose my breath talk is cheap im flat out broke in the open and i still cant cope with how you chose to cope thoughts all mapped out across my face see my self cut in those scars see my self cut in those scars Upload to the cloud cats in hats watch that fatty fall down dislike unfriend validate me again get your eyes on my page cus im fucking great im so filled with hate and no urge to create caught that tube of a bloke fucked on dope im offended distended and so dependant share what i found so the world knows im set decked and sound and they a cunt FUCKFUCKFUCKKILLKILLKILL fade to black in a big white world exorcist of my own skin cut myself from the inside out fuck this place were living in black's the new motherfucking black get your teeth into this cunt get your teeth into this cunt

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you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot airport stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us belkin now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you linksys cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot stop us now you cannot netgear stop us now unless you know what you're doing songs about broadband part one

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released May 19, 2016

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