Lyrics:
abayah Yah-hu, Yah-hu, Yah-hu Who so loveth the destruction love of knowledge For he that hated reproof this brewage Clueless, foolish, stupid,
the brewage flow down your throat One-two bottles are not enough Gulping gallons from the tank All is perfect all is fine Botswana beer is the number one Beer
It's really foolish Shawty said slow down, wit all the usage (Yea) Sippin on drank, this not no brewage Mud, All in my cup (Mud) Za, all in my blunt
delicious If you're standing in the trash And you see a little splash, dianoga! Dianoga! If you're swimming in some sewage And you see some bubble brewage
brewage made of hate Tonight we blasphemy, possessed we desecrate Tonight we raise our cups and toast in an angels blood Salute hell's victory despise
dark From the filth of mankind it is born Breathing the stench of rancid sewage Growing as a freak in the decayed brewage [Chorus] From life it
With brewage made of hate Tonight we blasphemy Possessed we desecrate Tonight we raise our cups And toast in an angels blood Salute hell's victory
In conspiracy with Satan I ride the bloodstained goat I let the brewage float I have seen the reaper's face And walked through eternal haze I
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