Lyrics Grubstake - Hail Mary Mallon

Grubstake

Encore Pop-junk outside grubstake
Grubstake?
Grubstake.
Nutcase
Fuckface
Smacked him in the glasses til the Polk street bus came
Bus came
Bus came
Dumb lace
Sup, Aes?
5th row, 2 oclock, tattoos, pigtails
Pigtails?
Pigtails.
Thick tail?
Shit’s real.
I think I seen her hookin' at the burger king lyndale
Lyndale?
Lyndale.
Big deal.
____ chill
Played out x6
Huh?
What?
Shit!
Jumped off outside fo the roxy
Roxy?
Roxy.
Boxing?
Rocky.
Hail Mary Mallon got too much posse
Posse?
Posse.
Squad deep
Left the after hours smelling old gold musty
Musty?
Musty.
Drunk, B?
Ugly.
Kicking at the girls while he earls in the front seat
Front seat?
Front seat.
Lunch meat?
Disgusting.
Played out x6
Huh?
What?
Miss Mary Mallon, mallid in the kitchen
Kitchen
Kitchen
Cyborg city showing typhoid symptoms
Sickness.
Bitches.
Played out x6
Huh?
What?
Coolin' on the sidewalk, outside crepe truck
Crepe truck?
Crepe truck
Baked up?
Straight up.
Traded the jalopy for a nickel bag of fake bud
Wait what?
Fake bud
Wait fuck!
Wake up!
9: 30, back home, no chick, sober
Sober?
Sober.
No shirt?
Stouffer’s.
Came in like a lion but you went out like a gopher
Closure
So hurt
Over?
No sir.
Played out x6
Huh?
What?