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letra de sand dunes - epic beard men

[intro]
no matter who’s first let’s start the show
there are no rules go for what you know
no matter who’s first
no matter who’s first
no matter who’s first
no matter matter matter matter
no matter who’s first let’s start
no matter who’s first let’s start the show

[verse 1: b. dolan]
this ain’t no playground these ain’t no gym clothes
this ain’t no foolin’ around
this is nerf saw turf war hurry cause it might rain
rebel child soldiers strikin’ matches off the bike chain
six million flammable liquids mixed in a gallon jug
drop a match and run, blast that castle to a cloud of dust
mama wasn’t proud of us
she say ‘y’all are some d-mn fools
don’tchu know to do that type of dirt down at the sand dunes?’
disrespectful vandals. prep-b-scent packrats
one plus two equals a crew, next a few you add fast
couple more’s a whole clan, posse up and clap back
i stepped to a grown man! (uh huh, we got us a bad-ss!)
nah, i sized him up like toe to toe
told him old man don’t you know?
half us little b-st-rds learned to plaster in a broken home
tree forts gets surrounded by more boundaries than the pope in rome
we don’t fear the older kids we throwin’ stones and hold our own!
they tried to pull a pellet gun by the swings in the park
we called they motherf-ckin’ bluff; came back with slingshots
and told em ‘kick rocks’ or leave your toys in the attic
found a body in the woods it was la toya jackson

[chorus]
(jesus, where’d you get this?)
at the sand dunes, ya know?
matter matter matter matter
no matter who’s first let’s start the show (yeah yeah, you know it!)
no matter who’s first let’s start the show
no matter who’s first
no matter who’s first (at the sand dunes)
no matter who’s first
no matter matter matter matter
no matter who’s first let’s start the show (yeah yeah, you know it!)
there are no rules go for what you know

[verse 2: sage francis]
come to the sand dunes fool, get your coc–n on
these g*niuses are intravenously hooked up to boons you might lose an arm
you don’t wanna mess with generation bottom shelf
we hard as h-ll
i got a stick with a nail in it to rock your belt (yeah, i’m off my rocker)
and now we’re back in acid wash jean jackets
they fit like a fingerless glove, love, and got mean patches
we the latchkey kids that develop a complex syndrome
so we take it to outside when it’s all stress in home
and no, we do not make house calls unless we on our jerky boys
(we caller id-stees) not stealing foul b-lls
collecting can tabs to make a necklace so i can cash it in for p-ssionate ten seconds with a young l-ss who’s into fashion
slick with stash of p-rnographic images hidden in hollowed out tree trunks scattered all around the cabin
(in the back woods) with the windows smashed in cause it’s been abandoned
now ‘all your base belong to us’ black mold and rust
i’m not the last man standing if i’m not the king of the hill
i might switch the game with little shame and put this stick in your grill
and if you snitch i might pitch these foul b-lls to your six
it’s all fair and puppy love and rock wars where we live

[chorus]
no matter who’s first let’s start the show
at the sand dunes, ya know?
no matter who’s first
no matter who’s first
no matter matter matter matter matter (yeah yeah, you know it!) who’s first
let’s start the show
there are no rules
go for what you know
go for what you know (at the sand dunes, ya know?)
no matter matter matter matter who’s first
let’s start the show
there are no rules (yeah yeah, you know it!) go for what you know

- epic beard men

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