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29 Jun 2021

#2021GOD1DOG Ye ye ye It’s God1dog and I strike fast Watch you life flash Before your eyes I’ll take your last breathe I’m a nightmare give you a night scare I don’t play fair So don’t stare Are you sure you can cope over there Sweating you need hope there Or a rope there Herd you wanna play hangman I’m a captain with out the hook the ladies say I’m sweet But I’m not candy man I got a tool but not a handy man I’m from the uk Where we don’t play The streets real grimy The people real slimey That’s why we’re on our grind g Uh You talk about black and yellow We talk about the chrome and the heavy metal Uh The steam from the kettle The speed from the pedal To the floor we grit our teeth and clench our jaw To fast to wait for the pigs Fuck the law Fuck the law Kick out the whore And Bag up the draw One crop chopped we got more You better hope we don’t go on tour Your career be over Rock bottom under the floor Six feet damn deep You pig fuckers little sheep Through the night we creep Banging out pepples like the beach To far to reach Cream of the crop You sniff bleach washed up Got yourself

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#2021GOD1DOG Ye ye ye It’s God1dog and I strike fast Watch you life flash Before your eyes I’ll take your last breathe I’m a nightmare give you a night scare I don’t play fair So don’t stare Are you sure you can cope over there Sweating you need hope there Or a rope there Herd you wanna play hangman I’m a captain with out the hook the ladies say I’m sweet But I’m not candy man I got a tool but not a handy man I’m from the uk Where we don’t play The streets real grimy The people real slimey That’s why we’re on our grind g Uh You talk about black and yellow We talk about the chrome and the heavy metal Uh The steam from the kettle The speed from the pedal To the floor we grit our teeth and clench our jaw To fast to wait for the pigs Fuck the law Fuck the law Kick out the whore And Bag up the draw One crop chopped we got more You better hope we don’t go on tour Your career be over Rock bottom under the floor Six feet damn deep You pig fuckers little sheep Through the night we creep Banging out pepples like the beach To far to reach Cream of the crop You sniff bleach washed up Got yourself

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