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DIY to die for
01:49
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Angry cunt
Up her own arse
Lazy fucken bitch
What a pig
Can’t get enough
She’s a glutton for everything
Hey sister looks like sins to me
Push me pull you saint or slut
Ecstatical godly smut
Oh God I finally found you
Tell me what I have to do?
Take hammer, nails, hit’em in
DIY to die for
Bang! Bang! Left hand
Bang! Bang! Both feet
God he loves me now I hurt
Tell me God what do I do with the right hand, that’s left?
Chuck the hammer away. Chuck it!
One massive backhand whack. Whack it!
God, he loves me now I hurt
God, he loves me watch me spurt
Now I’m glory holier than thou
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Silicon uncanny valley doll
Saw my head on another body
Didn’t fit exactly right but everybody liked it
Did I say yes? No.
I dunno, does a selfie count?
Silicon uncanny valley doll
Saw my body stepping out with another head
Didn’t move exactly right but everybody followed it
Did I say yes? No.
I dunno, does a belfie count?
Silicon uncanny valley doll
Saw my head giving head even though I wasn’t there
And then everybody trolled it
Did I say yes? No.
I dunno, does sexting count?
Silicon uncanny valley doll
Saw my head spouting shit I never even said
Silicon uncanny valley doll
My mouth was blurred
But every word
They swallowed it
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Godsperm
02:58
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Cover your hair
Cover your face
Cover your ladybody
Lord told me, Allah told me, Yahweh told me
It’s not my fault
Torah told me / Nora? No, Torah
Bible told me / Nigel? Who’s Nigel?
Koran told me / Karen? No, Koran
My religion is not a cult
I got God’s permission to shoot
Godsperm
Godsperm in my hair
Godsperm in my eyes
Godsperm on my thighs
Godsperm everywhere
And the world is one big soggy biscuit
Now you eat it
No! You eat it, no!
You eat it
My religion is not a cult
I got God’s permission to shoot
Godsperm
(Too muchism, too much jism)
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Beluga
01:18
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This is not a Luger
This is not a Browning
This is not an AK47
This is not a Smith & Wesson
Beluga. Go pro! Go bro!
This is not an Uzi
This is not a Kalishnikov
This is not an english lesson dolphin human love-in
Beluga. Go pro! Go bro!
We mean business
Our warm blooded friends for cold-blooded ends
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