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Scarface, got Mississippi Rugburn
In Chicago, Mississippi Rugburn
At Alcatraz, Mississippi Rugburn
His demise was Mississippi Rugburn

Al Capone quickly rose

took my bait
And put your family on the shelf (Yeehaw)

Rugburn Butthole personal slut-hole
Your Dad is my bitch rugburn Butthole
Personal slut-hole it's

burnt it

Wrangler Rugburn
Wrangler Rugburn
Wrangler Rugburn

Prepared to battle
Your denim saddle
Make the couch rattle
But there's a flaw
Can't wait

reconciled
The wreckage can't be reconciled 
And this rugburn on my knees
Is third degree

Don't you know it really hurt
Last time you dragged 
Me through

love, I gave you EDs and blue balls
You addicted to porn, and that is my fault
Mofucka so real
So evil my dick has rugburn and can't even feel
I'm on my

Skinburns

Magnapop

Hot Boxing

1994

Hot ropes?
High hands
Broken mirrors
Ground into broken sand
That cut your feet or burns your hands 

Rugburns
Ashes of where you've been

I got that midnight tennis elbow
Got the solitaire rugburn
Took a turn 
An ace up my sleeve

I want to choke (u)
And get sick off of you 
Like

a call from my tall Spanish friend (ooh)
Rugburn city, and now my knees need bandagin'
Nah, the smoke's not loud, it's obnoxious
I spit cyber-hot shit

You fuck so rough
I got rugburn on my dick
You can see: I'm being tough
But I can't help but feel I feel sick

Shitty plastic window panes
All

up to the speed or down to earth

I can't dig this nightmare
I can't live that rug-burn
Don't believe the future
Not until it falls

of stretching miles I can't deal with
and as your rugburns become five alarms
you let the past come back to burn us
keep my head up
I started work today
in my old

This lil ho tryna get fucked so hard she got a rug-burn 
Its eleven eleven and i still feel burned 
I heard some shit you never heard 
At the studio late

testing me
Rugburn tell that bitch rest her knees
And I be running it back
Want a new whip and a couple hunnid stacks
Juke these hoes like I was a running

for you
Even when I fake it
Rugburn on my arms
When I pull you back home
Back from the red light
Back from the hellhole
I clean up
And I makeshift

and women
I don't do speeding limits
On the ropes with your loved ones
Call that rugburn on heartstrings
And by the way
You stuck impressing all the fake ones

this bleached out bedding stained
Across the dark motel room, doves and shadows spell your name

My banished hands and knees are marked with rug-burn

feeds me lots of drugs
I'm getting rugburn laying on her rug
I'm getting sunburned staring at her sun she don't love anyone
My 90s baby's loaded like

something
I catch it down (catch it down)
I'm still
I'm still right here
And the rugburn on my back gon ask how I feel
No I can't be protected by much
I turn

took about five turns
But all the back and forth
Shit was givin' rug-burn
Too toxic
Yea
So many lessons but
Not one of 'em got learned
So many blessings

Invited me home Sunday night after church, and her parents just were not home. The rug-burn on my pecker, baby, started to burn. She thought the buldge in

Me and Eddie Vedder

Rugburns

Morning Wood

1994

eddie'll go first
'Cause he's more famous
More famous than the rugburns

When you buy our coffins
Put eight tracks in 'em
Playin' houses of the holy

Suburbia

Rugburns

Bio-Dome

1996

stay out of my life
My son just got arrested, he's got pot leaves on his door
His favorite band's The Rugburns and he wants a fucking war
In suburbia

of bandages
for cumulative damages
A broken string for each heart pang
I’ll sing ‘til I resolve this thing
Mysterious rugburns and curious bruises

I've got rugburns on my knees, from begging my girlfriend please
Will you cheat on me?
I've got voices in my head, saying I should be dead
How can I