letra de hot shot - blastmaster baker
was it done
in cold blood
or as a random act of mercy
randle p mcmurphy
curveball snapping off
like a
f-cking
firecracker
the warmest
love among us
comes from above
from the
mother of all bombs
megaton hot shot
hot and getting hotter
garbage pile
private isle in the sun
just this once
just for fun
annie get your gun
annie are you ok?
yo annie did they stomp
on your china white
with fentanyl
will they print your face
on the page
or will they sell the sp-ce
in the daily sentinel
next to where they
make mention of
your parents’ incomes
all the news that’s fit to print
pick 3s and calling hours
well hully gee, here’s to you
lights out
reset the router
lisa said
they have the plant
but we have the power
lisa said
they have the plant
but we have the power
in the holder is a cold one
in the console is the heater
and he’s parked across the street
from where he used to sleep
he needs it
it’s hot and getting hotter
it’s hot and getting hotter
they say the devil’s in the deets
try to keep em outta reach
by whatever means
never let em hear ya scream
it’s hot and getting hotter
it’s hot and getting hotter
heartland triple byp-ss
diet cola, old grand dad, and ice
tall gl-ss
barkeep, back me up
my main man, pour me out
an old friend
its harrowing
my television telling me
it’s the beginning of the end
we should just be
great again
ooh that pig is radiant
everyone’s on heroin
americana harakiri
bury me at wounded knee
cat food, brew, huffin glue
footloose and fancy free
the noose
the news paper salutes
barbeque weekend fancy feasts
and dest-tute viet nam amputee
change in a paper cup
va never gave a f-ck
candy stripers
and opioids
and agent orange
press your luck
live your truth
what’s the use?
flew the coop
baby boom
party down psilocybin
mushroom cloud
not even the loudest boomers
could remove us from
their punitive amus-m-nt
russian roulette
chambers loaded
count is bloated
two down and
runners moving
in the holder is a cold one
in the console is the heater
and he’s parked across the street
from where he used to sleep
he needs it
it’s hot and getting hotter
it’s hot and getting hotter
and the devil’s in the deets
and they keep em outta reach
by whatever means
make sure they hear you scream
it’s hot and getting hotter
it’s hot and getting hotter
letras aleatórias
- letra de feel good - (hed) p.e.
- letra de viski - tdkm
- letra de trees (the qemists d'n'b mix) - dr. octagon
- letra de the science of two - edan
- letra de "my type of party freestyle" - the trippy twins
- letra de ci si vede sulle stelle - gionnyscandal
- letra de backiatomy - the gumz (producer)
- letra de lejos - el bordo
- letra de sobers over - king shark
- letra de lieblingswort (remix) - hermann weiss