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letra de dancing with the devil - kremorteus

[verse 1]
dancing with the devil
be our only aspiration
facing
all mistakes we’re making
on another plain
and on another level
keeping it together
for another fellow
who’s so withered and so old
and who you sold your soul to
for this pot of gold
sleeping while i’m creeping
peeping
s-m-n seeping
in between the cracks and crevices
we’re keeping
feeling of being awake and dreaming
of a better vision
with a better mission
rising above every superst-tion
just like every promise that we’re making
now why did that gopher just come out his hole for
just to get run over by the lawn mower
and now it’s over rover
cuz his cousin thought it would be funny
to rape him of all his money
as he’s dancing around his carc-ss
scratching out his eye sockets
now we can get laid as long as we paid
cuz a penny earned is an ankle biter to enslave
for days and days
lets eat some cake
ooh chocolate
that’s my favorite
yum yum
like a dum dum
with no gum gum
now go get a job
you bum bum
and now go eat some f-cking din sum

[hook]
you think your life’s so f-cked up
tell me have you had enough?
suicide is not the answer
smoke some weed cuz it cures cancer
you think your life’s so f-cked up
tell me have you had enough?
light this bong and take a hit
soon you’ll see some f-cked up sh-t

[verse 2]
homelessness can lead to hopelessness
unless you get someone to witness this
come here b-tch and slit your wrists
its for a better cause
give her a well deserved applause
face it you have no future
so there’s no time like the present
while you’re sucking face with santa claus
and charlie brown done laid sh-t down
as he raised the roof and took the crown
peeling his gat back bap!
making every bodies face splat
onto the concrete
making their lives so f-cked up
and obsolete
sears roebuck, k-mart, walmart
and applebee’s would claim bankruptcy!
arm pit farts is such an art
but that was just the start
pushing friends into walls with shopping carts
it grew a crowd and got us racing cars
greece lightning like a liken
teen wolfin’ moto surfing
on essay’s turf and
got shot at
with an automatic
baseball bat!
mirror mirror
on the wall
who’s the illest of them all?
well of course it’s me
and i shake it more than twice when i go pee
in the pool cuz i like to take it old school
cuz shooting in the dark’s
like shooting in the mouth
gimme an 8th of chronic and i’m out

- kremorteus

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