| Click, close
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| You got to click, close
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| Just got hard-pressed underneath my desk
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| No jest! |
| It’s time Frontalot confessed:
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| At the best of times, got the worst of rhymes
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| And I don’t think I’m the first to find
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| My life devoted less to lyrics
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| Than it is to my struggle for pyrrhic
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| Victory in the race to be
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| The interweb’s number one devotee
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| Of smutty little things that occur onscreen
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| (Risqué to — hey! — quintuple-x obscene):
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| MILFs who shave themselves so cleanly;
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| Twins in positions unseemly
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| My spleen ain’t the part that gets vented
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| I grabbed a hold and fapped like I meant it
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| Distended, probably oughta leave it alone
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| Spend more time stroking on the microphone
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| Got a boatload of midgets and they’re in command
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| Of a full-grown woman on her knees and hands
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| Got a long hard donkey and a farm girl too
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| And the braying’s so dismaying when he starts to spoo
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| Got to click close, put it away
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| ‘Cause the internet is f-i-l-t-h-y
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| Lurking in #pass chans on the IRC
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| Got DCC’d unexpectedly
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| With an 80-minute XviD: Nuns In Heat
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| Part III: Bad Habits. |
| I’m so leet
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| That I had that one already
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| Skipped to the part with the fishnet teddy
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| Whipped it out, but to my chagrin
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| One toss from a win when the boss walked in
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| Said «nuh-uh Front, that terminal ain’t
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| For a latex crucifix spanking a taint
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| In big 32-bit color
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| While them rosary beads get yanked out the cruller.»
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| I said «you can’t fire me; |
| I quit!»
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| Opened up the case, yanked out the hard disk
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| Absconded, all with the data in hand:
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| 31 years of Hustler scans;
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| Plans for how to construct a love-swing;
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| Alt.binaries.everything
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| Archived since spring of '92;
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| Receipt for my RealDoll’s stripper shoes;
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| Tools for an online poll I ran
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| (Vote once, tub girl or goatse man);
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| Glands galore, explore for hours;
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| Diaper play and roman showers;
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| Glory hole video, deep as it gets;
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| Mpegs of an heiress that she ought regret
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| Cap’d on cam from a hijacked feed
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| Half a terabyte, so whatcha need?
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| Got grannies in the front, trannies in the back
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| Red on brown on blond on black
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| Ganged up, tied up, all alone:
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| Every delectation to which I’m prone
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| Got the Japanese schoolgirl tentacle love
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| Got the furries in a flurry, they been yiffing it up
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| Got a Craigslist poster trading poo for pee
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| Got a deep dark dungeon full of hot bi Swedes
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| Got to click close, put it away
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| ‘cause the internet is f-i-l-t-h-y
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| Click close, put it away
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| Cause the internet is f-i-l-t-h-y
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| Gotta click close
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| Gotta click close
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| The backslash on my keyboard’s stuck
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| Mouse wheel don’t turn ‘cause it’s all gummed up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pr0n S0ng , by - MC Frontalot. Song from the album Nerdcore Rising, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп