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A fake bag of grasses what you've gone and sold "Legal Herbs" mixed with under-couch discovered mold |
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Mail-order crap, we could tell it right away |
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But the mold has made us murderous and now you'll have to... |
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Pay for it, bet on that |
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Scream for it, eat my shit |
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Our cash as well as your stash |
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After the beating we rip you limb from limb |
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Limb from limb, seed and stem, shitty friend weed |
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I'm sure you've made worse mistakes in your life |
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Try and tell that to this rusty axe and butcher's knife |
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Come to your house and strap you into bed |
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Hideous torture, you'll be begging for your death |
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Squirm in disgust, scream if you must |
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Hope for you is lost, and all at what cost? |
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Cut out the tongue, spiked bat is swung |
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Groin has been smashed, mouth and cheeks have been slashed |
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Rip the jaws, pack fake pot into the mouth, then light it up |
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Hold him down, smoke it now, getting stoned? I think so |
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Smoke the weed out of the living head |
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Brain resin shall leave you undead |
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Torturous justice served and coughing heard by disposal of the baggy |
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Destroyed ironically, another shitty dealer gone and off the streets |
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Torturous justice served, revenge is earned by disposal of the baggy |
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Violent maimed, now dead, he took a 1/4 pound of that fake shit to the head |
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Justice served and coughing heard by disposal of the baggy |
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Destroyed ironically, another shitty dealer gone and off the streets |
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Torturous justice served, revenge is earned by disposal of the baggy |
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Violently mained, now dead, he took a 1/4 pound of that fake shit to the head |
