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But I didn't think I would hold this one down
It gives the same old sinking feeling
Of fucking hammers in my bowels
But you are good to me still

Excoriating Abdominal Emanation

Carcass

Symphonies of Sickness

and soaked
Lungs now flooded
With bicarbonates and boiling soap
Orifices pumped and plugged
Rectal membrane split
Evaporating your bowels
Anal muscle

"And this one is titled"

Jawbreaker, she tastes like candy, star chaser
And she's not landing, L.A.X is
In Miami
Jawbreaker, jawbreaker

Girls in cages swingin' from the fucking ceiling
From the surface i fell
Straight to the bowels  of hell
And you know what, baby, Oh, well
I got no soul

soul
Purify and let it know

Let it know
Break the bonds

Let it flow
In eternity

In eternity of your bowels
And be baptized in your blood


Durchbohrt

roof
Been blazing out these bold fumes
I'm as sick as that fowl as a sole food
I'm as sick as your bowel's in it's own mood
I'm just getting these vowels

Crepitating Bowel Erosion

Carcass

Peel Sessions

pectoral skin flakes away
As my crushed bowels evacuate much to my dismay...

Faecal tripe - take the bite
Urinary swill - take your fill

Squeeze out

pumpar det är A Keyy Yasin Zigge Dree Low
Spin and go jag pushar fett med yayo
Jag håller på få in Pablo Escobars flow
Brorsan gjorde hundratjugo lax bara

the headlights
A sodium streetlight dwarfed in the belly of a trash-can in the bowels of Fisherman's Wharf
"Corrina! The holes in your damn stockings are beginning

the wind, your destiny (your destiny)
Check your engine and make it growl
Your bowels shiver and so your soul

You gotta live to ride
Set you free in this...

in her bowels ugh
(Dead in her bowels)
I'm a beast I'm a savage I'm Wild
Matter fact been this ways as child
(Been this ways as child)
I ain't know how

(Dragon)
We ride big coupes, fuck a wagon
(Fuck a wagon)
Race in sport mode, yeah, I'm draggin'
(yeah, I'm draggin')
If you see me with the bitch
Best

Jag kastar min stash på hennes Billie Jean
Hon vill lägga 10 lax på skinny jeans
Hon vill come over dricka billig vin
Hon är för fin i kanten men för

it's a lie

I've been spendin' too much time at LAX
I've been spendin' too much
Time thinkin' 'bout sex
I've been spendin' too much time
With fake ass

can't poop
Because I get so backed up
(Help me)
Do me a favor and don't take your shits for granted
I got a bowel movement and bowels full of granite
I

(Yeah, Yayaaaaa)
(Yeah, Yayaaaaa)
(Yeah, Yayaaaaa)
(Yeah, Yeah)
I put diamonds in my chain i feel like Johnny Dang (Johnny Dang)
I pour wocky in my

takes their shot
Vanished in the bowels of the snow and pot
Without thought, sought to be an astronaut
To explore your waves, got lost in the tide
When

you devoured 
Right from the bowels of hours of dialing it in 
I did add up and that is what you lacked
Walking on water 
I'm making a splash 
If I

me like (What?) "Where you at at
(What?) 3 AM?" (What?) i'm MIA in LAX
(What?) I'm cool (What?) and she just
(What?) keeps on teasin' (Go)
Oh, you

right in the curb, I curve ya ex girl

Ooh

Big goals
Your baby mama see me and she scream goals
The only ghost my kid'll see, Rolls Ghost
The only show

Deep inside the bowels of my home
Under the cupboard and the floors
Behind black curtains and locked doors

In the darkest hour of the night
When all

mek, Keisha send a dozen crep 
and all a first class ticket fi mi come a LAX 
A just di flex 
whenever time she see mi she see sex 
A just di flex 
man

To the depths of despair
In the bowels of hell
Let the fire decide
Let the fire burn
Let the fire burn high
Let the fire decide

Unhallowed creature  so vermin

hoe
Throwing  elbows knocking snot out they nose
Kg with rock i gotta mouse in the post

Fe fi fo ima giant to yo big dawg
Meet at the rim Ima fuck