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letra de swine flu - wombat

oi where’d everybody go?
nah, f-ck all you c-nts

yeah, f-ck all you c-nts
at war wit’ em all who’s up
at war wit’ em all who’s up
skywalker staunchin’ a stormtrooper
well of course you suck
you’re a poor loser
at war wit’ em all who’s up
skywalker staunchin’ a stormtrooper

yeah
you wanna ignore what you been more, quick draw
never fall fit, ’cause i’m fit for it
i get sh-t sorted that’s important
inglorious and he been snorin’
i been tormented a bit but i keep soaring to the tip like an eagle
listen (?) big ballin’ when a b-tch got a t fall into my neck
then i’m freefallin’, but you flip when you see me spit on your tv screen
even your chick got the heeby-jee’s
screamin’ a fit like dbz
fiendin’ a sick with a 3dp in the freezin’ heat when it’s 3 degrees
wait, i dont know what i even mean but please repeat so i get me streams
coz i need streams, streams, streams, streams
that’s that sh-t that’ll get me cheese up
don’t believe me don’t believe us, i need streams, nah, i need jesus
all these demons i can’t keep up
nah, and i can’t stay sane, yeah, i said i can’t stay sane
i’m lookin, back on my past sick and how they changed
yeah
once we’re surrounded with hatred, nowadays people thinkin’ i’m crazy lately, how could i blame ’em
i never been down for the fame, and i never been down for the payments
and i never been down for the count, and an ounce of doubt could be crowned as the greatest
ay, ’cause i’m oh, so savage
go more hard in my promo tracks than your whole album and your solo act, coz the flows so mad g
frodo baggins smokin’ a cone, wit a photo slashin’, don’t go cl-ssic, you don’t know p-ssion
i bet you won’t go match it, known to react like i’m go go gadget!
load that ratchet, i’m just jokin’, i’ve grown so p-ssive, don’t go gas it
i be kickin’ in my dojo, thinkin’ that i’m loco, shows that my foes don’t practice
i be trippin’ on the low doughs, thinkin’ of my post code, spit it wit my bros like alleys
that was madness, and briggzy, you just smashed it, ay
’cause your gettin’ on a level, lets bet on the devil, i don’t think they’ll ever see me
man i’m foolish, actin’ cool but, geez it was bullsh-t, back in school i’d beef with the cool kids
now i rule like julius caesar
and my f-ckin’ mood swings like a v-dub
got a couple new things like a teacher
gettin’ off cl-ssrooms, spit like a feature
creature, creep up, greet ya, nice to meet ya
i’ve come for your soul and the loot
but he patrols the pursuit, then i bolt like im zeus
so cold, never froze whole, the bazoo- whoa, but the crew’s soul, to the blue’s soul, think your true, break emcees, fold up and lose, then i pour salt in the wound, put holes in the boot, falsely accused, told me the truth
that’s swine flu
swine flu season c-nts
yeah
brrrraaaaaa

- wombat

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