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Riff do Refrão
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I'll never be the same breakin' decency
Don't be tree trunk don't fall on my
leg roots(?)
I've been hunting too many words-got a
weak self esteem
That's pissed off the way from every
single tree(?)
But there's something else that brought
us feece(?)
Keep it all inside until we feel we can
unleash
I think that you made it up I think
that your mind is gone
I think that you should be glorified
now you're god(?)!
Suck! Your fuckin money-Suck! Suck it
bitch!
I'm here alone face flat along at the
edge of the glass
But I'm not here to preach I'm just
sick of the racial(?)
My parents knew me strong to let go of
that glass
So why should I try I clack like I'm
low as hell(?)
Before that shit that needs to stay
back in the shelves
Your punk-ass made it up and your
fuckin' mind is gone
You shouldn't never been glorified now
you're god(?)!
Suck! Your fuckin money-Suck! Suck
bitch!
You don't know me-Shut up you don't
know me
Squeal like a pig when you break fuckin
break fuckin neck(?)
Well I'll tell you bout my balls
scratch what's coming back jack we'll
turn back
Girls(?) for any words whether not your
fuckin I'm makin' no sense what
coming is the jubilla(?) I'm really
stoppin' naughty(?) an' most anybody
so thinkin of me by now but yer the
rabbit and I can't think for who I am
n' shit I below where'll it be
'Cause we cannot give back those lives
We exist two thing understand
Lot hates black sheeps an' all the
purge
Mr P I G could I fuckin see
Show ID don't crushed all my bothers
yeah ya do
And to the jury can't be no turners on
my skin this color
Does that mean I'm burned
Cause your punk-ass made it up and your
fuckin' mind was gone
Shouldn't never glorified god(?)!
Suck! Your fuckin money-Suck! Fuck you
bitch! Fuck.
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This is a bad-ass song! I transcribed
the lyrics cause I liked the song
so much. This song is easier to play in
EADGbe but their is that one note
in Riff 3 that required Dropped D. I
dunno maybe they downtune during the
"Shut up you don't know me ..." part.
Ah well, have fun.
Tom
Rolagem
Mídia