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Soul-crusher

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Leatherneck’n down the street like ’hey I’m joyrid’n’ like a bad dog
Come on ’burn in!’ x 2 demon got my soul and I said ’drive!’ come on
Speed kills, but I’m alive yeah!
In my durango 95 yeah!
Casino on the edge she move like a twister gravity crank
Solo my sista, come on
She said ’take me away’ away away shout!
I’m deadly on the eyes an astro-spyder, baby
A powertripp’n, no - no - no - maybe, come on
Angel trumpets again yeah!
Motherfucker scream ’horrorshow’
Time a diamond ass right on my line come on
She said ’take me away’ away away yeah!
Burning like fat in the fire the smell of red
Red groovie screamed mega-flow
A stalking ground without prey
A flash of superstition whimpering like a crippled animal
Dogs of the soul-crusher
Pulling closer like the blue steel jaws of hell
Digg’n in my heart I find a human generator
Duke of n.y. see yeah! eliminator all you need is love
Yeah! like a cool and crazy freak machine
She twanged off and out like I never seen
I gonna take her down, down, down watch out! shack’n out in my skin
Flesh ’n’ waves they begin
I going out like a holiday (shout it!)
Then my mind generate a weepy young ’d’ to terminate
Takin’ a trip I said, ’straight to hell’ (shout it!)
Real country dark the street
Hog the road, swamp the beat
She gonna know just what I mean, yeah!
Trip back on the serpent move z-man slowly bang the groove
Takin’ a trip, ’a real kick’ to hell (shout it!)
Think’n that when she die, spirit go up to the sky
Devil come a stepp’n, brainiac a look’n below
Yeah! (shout it!)

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