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letra de why we don't flow - ernie botts + the miseries

[intro: chad a. carino]
yo, you ready central connecticut
motherf-ckin’ blackhole bullsh-t
gather ’round

[verse 1: chad a. carino]
i smokes my pipe
don’t need to speak quick
shut the f-ck up
or you’ll be sucking my d-ck
from political child
to outcast sinner
from home-cooked meals
to yellow kraft dinners
and i sit, and i write
and i try to be you
some f-cking boring white kid
with nothing to do
sit bumping the radio
pump up the stereo
dream about b-tches
that’ll never be hear, yo
get off the couch, motherf-cker
put away the doritos
get a f-cking job
cooking me some burritos
magical herb, every day
no drеams to reach
nothing to say
magical herb, evеry day
f-ck you and f-ck her
’cause she’s a good lay
[verse 2: lee equinox sawyer]
yo, yo listen
beat naked
that’s what we call it when we bake-ed
the beat secondary to the point that we makin’
jesse jackson
tell me when it happens
black presidents in special elections
special inflections
jesus-ah save us from p-n-s infections
the court is in session
everybody dance with backpacks on
everybody motherf-ckin’ dance

[verse 3: chad a. carino]
-laughs-
alright
mad hops, funny lops
i eat ’em for dinner
little bunnies that i
stole from your sister
fanatical lesbians who like boys
need something more than vibrating toys
black culture
gave me this ulcer
run from a dollar
just because he’s taller
hallucinating drug dogs
with reporting sh-t hash logs
just give the black ma all your cash
because he’s too f-ckin’ brash
working for the drug distribution bureau
so i can go see comrade castro
big bush, little bush, and twin bush
like the pink cucumber ’cause they’re never sober
so would you if your dad was the president
not much else to do if you’re a white house resident
[outro: kath, lee equinox sawyer, chad a. carino]
now turn down the music
lee, it’s not
lee! please!
it’s five in the morning
lee! please!
-laughs-
what the f-ck!?
ok, fine, i’m giving up
just turn down the f-cking music
it’s three in the morning
i’m serious
lee!
will you please turn down the music?
turn down (central con-ne-ne)
i’m serious! -laughs-
would you just turn it down please
just turn it down?!
kath, stop yelling
i’m yelling because
i’m yelling because you won’t turn it down

- ernie botts the miseries

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