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Главная » 2009 » Апрель » 02 » Heathen
Heathen
19:38
I'm the first born son if a seventh born heathen Had hell on my mind since I first started 
breathin I'm a sick mothafucker with a capital S They need to call a mary mary because my lifes 
a mess I'm from the bottom of the barrel vally livin white trash in a 100 yard dash I'm last 
place third class 
I ain't never been shit and my outlook is grim 
And my chances of survival are none to slim 
I stay straight fucked up off whiskey and water 
Fuckin farmers daughter in the back of Toyotas 
Poppin so many pills that I piss codeine 
My system ain't been clean since the age of 14 
Hood rats fat back 

Comin from nothin we livin the good life 
Stay high just to make it but we goin be alright 
Don't worry bout me cause bitch I'm free 
And I'm gone 
Keep shit wicked keep killin some bitches 
Gon get it how I get it this country fuckin livin 

Country life try to fuck a skinny dike rush to The mini store drunk on a mini bike thats how I 
Do it never sober when I stay straight shawdty on my back 
Kidnap your girlfriend and bring herto my pokin 
Before the night is over she'll be bout a heavy stroking just a couple pounds of xanies bring 
the bitches out they painties I think that's how my pappy first got up wit my granny 
Back wood mothafuckers don't give a fuck hunten haters spotlight I'm in a pickup truck 
moonshine steady grown and my buzz keep grownin keep them rats out hoein while crows keep 
crowing sit back on my porch and in joy what I'm givin might seem fucked up but this is how I'm livin 

Comin from nothin we livin the good life 
Stay high just to make it but we goin be alright 
Don't worry bout me cause bitch I'm free 
And I'm gone 
Keep shit wicked keep killin some bitches 
Gon get it how I get it this country fuckin livin 

Country livin keepin when you killin all these sons of bitches never givin in and they never 
get it because we keep it wicked [x9] 

Comin from nothin we livin the good life 
Stay high just to make it but we goin be alright 
Don't worry bout me cause bitch I'm free 
And I'm gone 
Keep shit wicked keep killin some bitches 
Gon get it how I get it this country fuckin livin

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