Dream World Wedding Band

Lyrics
[Intro] Well, well, well... What have we got here? Adidas. Tommy Hil', Fila? Oh you got Polo and not a current Nike? While kids are laboring like slaves in Asian factories, mate I guess I'm a bit into, spending dollars on these shoes You know my feet gotta have support when I'm running for the bus, but does that justify it? Still multi-nationals fucking it With all these US emcees wearing it saying Moschino's the shit Well you know what's out by [?], Versace Does your image make you a better emcee? Do you get credit every time you mention a label's name? BULLSHIT! It's free advertising, kid Take a look at the bigger picture sometime, you'll see We're all just pawns in this worldwide debt corporate conspiracy. FUCK! I guess I'm getting too deep, right here's for the next beat to drop... in... [Chorus] Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band [Verse 1] Yeah Welcome to hell motherfuckers! Haha! [?] no dopeness Right y-y-y-y-you don't know me Rank and serial number that's all you're getting Y-y-y-y-you don't know me Rank and serial number that's all you're getting Y-y-y-y-you don't know me [Verse 2] Sucking on my pussy juices, stupid fucking wankers Slurp the dripping anal vomit from my brains all splattered Try to dance harder than a concrete slab Your ass breaks like a beat that goes over some gabber Dancing with the worms, let's burn it down Everything you hear is a fucking mad sound Killer breakcore from the underground As we fly through the space on a fucking giant turd [Verse 3] Let's get it straight mate You're the non-contender I'm the real thing so you must be a sender Whose schooling who whose dealin' who the lesson I don't think it's you cause I've got the body stressed Now I guess at the wake, you'll guide us to your soul If the media's entitled its gonna take a toll When you bore ear to ear, they leave your reputation You must be wanking to all that verbal masturbation There's a lot for example [?] for the head If knowing there'd be shit popping payment to be created The way the llama slurp aside for the very theme If they'd let me bring the product I'd rock up to everything I guess it's great to see you know not to go after every scene All it needs is someone to spark me up for any means I guess your soul must be staring at the light [?] [Verse] Sometime, you'll see We're all just pawns in this worldwide debt corporate conspiracy. FUCK! I guess I'm getting too deep, right here's for the next beat to drop... in.. [Breakbeat Solo] [Verse 2] Sucking on my pussy juices, stupid fucking wankers Slurp the dripping anal vomit from my brains all splattered Try to dance harder than a concrete slab Your ass breaks like a beat that goes over some gabber Dancing with the worms, let's burn it down Everything you hear is a fucking mad sound Killer breakcore from the underground As we fly through the space on a fucking giant turd [Refrain] La la la La la la La la la La la la [Chorus] Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band Dream world wedding band [Verse 4] You gotta go pop but you're so stock Run of the mill, why nobody give you suckers a deal But these kids is demented when you like them to an independent When they really need to quit descending You keep a rut but you want to be for something Get the big brain through your guts and I'll let you suffer I'll rip the carpet right from your man sized wiener What's wrong with ya? Can't you feel the farts when the bombs hit ya? [Outro] Welcome to hell motherfuckers! Hah! [?] no dopeness Right y-y-y-y-you don't know me Worldwide debt corporate conspiracy. FUCK! I guess I'm getting too deep, right here's for the next beat to drop... in..
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- Passenger of Shit