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What Kind Of God
02:40
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I slept outside in the rain again
Kicked off the couch by my last friend
For stealin' his old lady and his dope
It's been this way since I was a kid
All my family in jail or dead
All my kids call some other guy dad
This needle is just slow suicide
But it feels so good on the other side
But some goddamn thing keeps bringing me back
Life just seems like a dream
Blood and cum, smiles and screams
I keep waitin' on the day when I wake up
What kind of god would wake me up again
What kind of god would wake me up again
I did ok for a couple of years
A wife a house just drinking beer
But i have a scar inside that just won't heal
This thresher this world this raw deal
It's the upside down , and can't be real
Now I'm just runnin' out the clock
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When The S#*t Goes Down
02:40
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3. |
A Girl Like That
02:18
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Street Chicken
02:21
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I hit the ground maybe cross the road
Look around for where futures are told
Layin' tracks like I know where I'm at
Then I catch a whiff of chicken fat
Struttin' in and out nobody knows
Truth be told I just follow my nose
Fried gold
I'm sold
Lie for street chicken
Cheat for street chicken
Steal for street chicken
Die for street chicken
Fight for street chicken
Kill for street chicken
Don't follow me or I'll take you down
I'm never lost I'm just making the rounds
Don't talk to me cause you're missing the point
I look around for that hidden joint
It won't be long I'll be hittin' the bong
I'm getting hungry just singing this song
Come on Fool
You'll drool
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2 Legged Dope
04:58
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Ever since I was a lil baby
I was low on dopamine always needing extra XXXX
Walkin' thru the world feelin' crazy
Searchin for that thing
gonna, fill the void
I'm lookin for that 2 legged dope
Might as well go get a rope
Soon she'll leave me hangin', I'll be back to bangin'
Lord, there just ain't any hope
Woke up in the mornin' feelin' dope sick
Hadn't used a thing couldn't get her outta my head
Always lookin' for that warm and fuzzy
I'll sacrifice my kids, Can't stand to be alone
Now I'm lookin for that 2 legged dope
Damn, my life seems like a joke
She's always got me runnin', cryin' and a comin'
Lord, there just ain't any hope
I said "Yeah, I gone and done it again"
I said "Oh, no I gone and done it again"
Yeah
I can't seem to learn my lesson
Under every skirts a slip, thats always what my daddy said
Said I need a higher power to put my mind at ease
Cleanse me of that carnal urge
I'm lookin for that 2 legged dope
Might as well go get a rope
Soon she'll leave me hangin', I'll be back to bangin'
Lord, there just ain't any hope
I said "Yeah, I gone and done it again"
I said "Oh, no I gone and done it again"
Yeah
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Mama Lied
02:40
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Billy Lost His Feet
04:10
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Billy lost his feet in the driver's seat in a fiery car crash
He was drinking drunk, he was high on skunk
and rockin' out to Johnny Cash
He's still alive trying to survive
In a world full of hate and fear
It gives me something to think about
When I drive around and drink my beer
He spends his time driving 95
His custom legs make him fit to drive
He likes to air guitar on the steering wheel
His favorite tune gives him a thrill
Poncherello shades and his cutoff shorts
He's a sight to see and kindly out of sorts
If you're driving slow you don't stand a chance
He'll pass you by without a second glance
Billy lost his feet in the driver's seat
Comorbidity and PTSD
With a cost so deep he could claim defeat
Billy lost his feet but he survives the heat
Billy's Texas blood runs through and through
Good enough for me good enough for you
His kind words will set your mind at ease
Cause you can't judge a man from below the knees
Billy lost his feet in the driver's seat
Comorbidity, PTSD
With a cost so deep he could claim defeat
Billy lost his feet but he survives the heat
Billy lost his feet but he survives the heat
Billy lost his feet but he survives the heat
Billy lost his feet but he survives the heat
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9. |
One Last Midnight
04:42
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11. |
Possum Kicker FSESOB
02:16
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13. |
Lizard Brain
01:56
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Nine Pound Hammer Lexington, Kentucky
Blindly driving an old scrapheap with a stuck accelerator, fueled by potent trailer-park hootch and heading straight for hell, Nine Pound Hammer roared out of Lexington, Kentucky, belching mother-humping bourbon-soaked rock’n’roll and a sardonic swig of Southern culture that makes Jason and the Scorchers sound like a Sunday afternoon tea society and the Cramps like fussy stylists. ... more
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