| I would like to tear your ass without Vaseline
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| And hear you scream in pain, like a sow
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| Let blood run down your legs until you're cold
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| Put a thousand cocks with aids in your stinky pussy
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| I would like to see you completely sunk
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| spend you with a cutter and put salt in your wounds
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| Envalarte and exhibit yourself, ensuring that you are alive
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| You deserve that and more, because you are a ruinseeker
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| Look slut, I would hit you mercilessly like a guy
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| And I wouldn't stop until I elbow your eyebrows open
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| Your teeth smash
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| Your eardrums would like to burst with kicks
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| And not stop even if you begged for mercy, no matter what
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| With a knee blow your septum would fly
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| I hate you bitch, how do you want me to explain it to you?
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| She would drag you across the floor
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| Until leaving you bald pulling your hair
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| I would burn your uterus with an iron and fire
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| Because nothing good would come out of your insides
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| Calling you a whore would be offending those ladies
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| They are workers
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| You are a weed, and you think you are very fine
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| But you're the worst, you're a ruinseeker
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| I would like to tear your ass without Vaseline
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| And hear you scream in pain, like a sow
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| Let blood run down your legs until you're cold
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| Put a thousand cocks with aids in your stinky pussy
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| I would like to see you completely sunk
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| spend you with a cutter and put salt in your wounds
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| Envalarte and exhibit yourself, ensuring that you are alive
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| You deserve that and more, because you are a ruinseeker
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| You're in the clubs without stopping smoking
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| Over the shoulder watching the others
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| A word a look without bad intention
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| It's your chance to get in on the action
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| You get angry because she has called you pretty one of mine
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| I try to appease you I don't want trouble
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| I can't find a way to make you see reason
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| Because, you want to attract attention
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| You get aggressive you raise your voice
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| A circle is forming around us
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| I ask you to calm down, please leave it
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| My friend has not done anything, he apologizes
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| You threaten us screaming without rhyme or reason
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| You don't have half a host and you face both
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| I know how I am those of your class banner
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| It's not courage I know you're waiting for your savior
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| In fact, a turkey is coming to defend you
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| You mess up badly and you don't stop growing
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| You give a wafer to my friend who can't take it anymore
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| She pushes you and asks if you're dumb
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| Your Iberian male has to defend your honor and attack
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| It is what you were looking for, right?
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| Surely your colleague is a good guy
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| But something silly for paying attention to the truth
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| I try to separate, I get an ostiazo
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| I have a third in my hand, I get angry and pam! |
| big bottle
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| The security guards take me out without courtesy
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| There's blood on my shirt and I don't know if it's mine
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| Once outside, several from both sides come out
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| And the morbid curious who are watching
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| I don't want this and I swear I'm scared
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| But if they corner me, oh, if they corner me
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| I would like to tear your ass without Vaseline
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| And hear you scream in pain, like a sow
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| Let blood run down your legs until you're cold
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| Put a thousand cocks with aids in your stinky pussy
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| I would like to see you completely sunk
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| spend you with a cutter and put salt in your wounds
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| Envalarte and exhibit yourself, ensuring that you are alive
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| You deserve that and more, because you are a ruinseeker
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| You have planted the seed of pain
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| And you've stepped aside for others to bleed
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| When you unleash violence you never know
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| If it will end in a scare or in something more serious
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| things happen quickly smells of misfortune
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| The sirens of logs and ambulances are already sounding
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| Some end with, background
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| Others with wounds forever
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| My friend is in a hospital bed
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| His father breaks into tears after talking to the doctor
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| The truth is that it doesn't matter to you
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| That's why I would like to torture you
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| And that you really suffer (Bitch)
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| Maybe then you would understand
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| Just maybe or maybe you would die
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| In that case nothing would be lost
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| I would only rid the world of a ruinseeker sow
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| I would like to tear your ass without Vaseline
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| And hear you scream in pain, like a sow
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| Let blood run down your legs until you're cold
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| Put a thousand cocks with aids in your stinky pussy
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| I would like to see you completely sunk
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| spend you with a cutter and put salt in your wounds
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| Envalarte and exhibit yourself, ensuring that you are alive
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| You deserve that and more, because you are a ruinseeker |