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letra de splinter - grouce

– chorus –
one way or another, i’ll get under your skin
like a splinter, it’s no wonder you’ve been
thinkin’ that i’m insane, maybe i am
i’ll get under your skin any way that i can…

(verse 1)
you could do some meth or you could do a pinger
feelin’ like your brain has been put through the ringer
diced up in a blender, my stuff is an ember
sparkin’ up flames, yo, i snuff any member
of any of these half -rs- labels
lyrically i can break ‘em like f-ckin’ gl-ss tables
i -ssume they don’t want me to go and blast staples
into their t-ts, cl-ts, pr-cks, and nuts after they cast fables
about the grouce
like that one lie that got me kicked out the house
you know sometimes they’ve got a big mouth and douse
the f-ckin’ flame
don’t f-ckin’ blame me when i go f-ckin’ up a dame
or a dude, what else can i do? they’ve got it comin’
“to get away, be prepared to do a lot of runnin’”
is what i tell ‘em, i’m tellin’ ‘em from the get go
their spirit is now on f-ckin’ death row

(chorus)

(bridge)
one way or another, i’m gonna get under
your skin, it’s no wonder, you’ve been thinkin’ i’m a
splinter like a ninja turtle sensei
i do sh-t and i don’t care what you and your friends say

(verse 2)
f-ck the scene, it can suck a d-ck
it’s been a stuck up pr-ck
all these blow-ins have snuck up quick
thousands of whack c-nts to choose from, just f-ckin’ pick
get ‘em in your sights, then go chuck a brick
i’m so f-ckin’ sick of these f-ckers with no talent
actin’ like they’re f-ckin’ kingsh-t, and act like they’re so gallant
come to think of it, you’re one of them
while makin’ fun of them, i’m really makin’ fun of you
i’ll spit in front of you
f-ck you and the horse you rode in on
beam me up scotty like a klingon
time to get the f-ck up out this f-ckin’ b-tch
there might not even be a scene to f-ckin’ ditch, f-ck, b-tch!
i would like to see somebody catch me carin’
infact, i actually dare ‘em
they closed down another venue, boo hoo
i’ll do me, you go and do you…

(chorus)

(verse 3)
my message hasn’t changed, ‘f-ck you all’
i don’t care if you’re f-ckin’ tall or f-ckin’ small
i will punch you in the f-ckin’ b-lls
drag you up the f-ckin’ walls then gag you
i’m rawer than wagyu
steak when it’s uncooked
wake the f-ck up, yeah, i unhooked
from the matrix, i’m unhinged
i’m off the hinges, the one who lynches
anybody who f-ckin’ whinges
time’s up, i’m set to blow
all those dumb c-nts you hang with, try let them know
there’s a new sheriff in town, he’s tearin’ it down
to look for the head that’s wearin’ the crown
so he can wear it around town
you’ll have to bow down
like a chick when it’s chica-bow-wow
make you chow down
on a d-ck, you f-ckin’ pr-ck
all you sh-theads can go and suck a d-ck…

(chorus)

(bridge)

- grouce

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