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40th Street Black/We Will Fight

Wu-Tang Clan

A Better Tomorrow

2014

your first loosie
Think graduate to wait, take it out of state, duct tape
Anything of pulse and heroin
Emcees frozen, cuban link chains are golden

Manslaughter

Body Count

Manslaughter

2014

get on your knees 

I will not lose 

I will not lose 

So what's the problem yo, every man is turning bitch 
How will I solve it yo? Duct tape

the static they drum as it gropes back a duct way
Back to the old ways
Out of the sun


Out of the sun
Under the lye



Supersonic Sex Machine

Steel Panther

Greatest Ever Hard Rock

2017

sonic sex machine 

I've got bionic balls attached to vacuum tubes
Micro ducts emitting flavored lube
Degauss my memory for no regrets
I'll paint

I woke up with a rifle loaded with history
Duct taped like a band-aid to my hands 
I had to learn to shoot before I learned to stand 
And I can't

duct tape me
Im tryin not to, you tryin make me
So I can snap, dey rattin n incarcerate me

[Verse 1]
It aint hard 2 find me nigga, I been grindin since

Lets go tha Hustla
Larsiny Family full Surface!
I'm dead serious

You don't love me, I know you hate me
You wanna tie me up, and duct tape me
I'm

hole
duct tape on another broken bone
got one feather keeping me afloat
there’s nowhere left to go (oh oh)
And I know it’s stupid
but it works just fine

walls close in on patrons of fear
out of a tear-duct falls the memory of thrill 
Yeah man she fell off the break of dawn
Yeah man she fell off

within
Past the numbness
The human spirit haunts you
It's all that's left you

It is an unsad poem, with tear ducts and roses
Sticking to the sea floor,

think you can stay

Bile duct screaming the songs about leaving

Every word that I said - wrong again
Lungs mistake words for truth
Every thought overdone

When I was at my
lowest, where the fuck were you spaces in my mind,
don't know what I'll find, duct tape on the cracks,
patches over that.
Verse 1:
Is it

This blade sings me to sleep
Blood from my tear ducts starts to seep
Even though I'm grown I can't count the sheep
I need the sex to feed, I need

get ya anythin'
Anythin' ya need

I can get ya gaslight, rubber ducks, skin of ape
I can get ya blue lights, red and green duct tape
I can get ya bowls

Ebroglio

At the Drive-In

Acrobatic Tenement

1996

at the intersection
I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold
Yes there's blood on the median
Like a boat without oars

Duct tape the cross on the brown

duct tape
There were no more parts and pieces
Games left to play
Tore tin foil beneath the bleachers
Forgot all those lullabies for broadway
in

Or about how Autumn falls and it might never fall again?
Lift my hand to scratch my head, my scalp is damp and my hair is wet
Grabbed some duct tape to patch

maybe I am
Crazy that is
I try not to let it show
Straight-faced 
And self-assured
But it does, at times
Leak it's way through the gates of my tear ducts

but I don't know which way
It's all illusion, such delusion, in a state of decay
molded eyelids strapped on, duct taped to my face
I said fuck this,

maybe I am
Crazy that is

I try not to let it show
Straight-faced
And self-assured

But it does, at times
Leak it's way through the gates of my tear ducts

in the '70s
You with your buddies, I'm with my bloodies
And that's ain't not flag, lil' nigga, this rugby
Duct-tape that nigga up until he a mummy

keeps blowing me off
Na na na na na na na naaa
The light that filters through the blinds
It never seems to reach my skin
My tear ducts fill with gasoline

I hate to see the salt run down your face
And season your tears
They've merge to formed rivers
With nose bleeds
But I rather see your tear-ducts

the bad weather
When life gives me trash I'll turn it into treasure
Ima write down a plan and stick to it like duct tape
Promise Ima lose all of this