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Nickels
03:53
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Brenda, Jenna, Brandy, Bradley
Big sis, lil Sis, mommy, daddy
We’ll cut ya with rusty untensils
We’re assholes, infamous county wide rascals,
There’s a bounty on us but we laugh
We laugh
Pour rats blood in your bubble bath
Your bath
You know the giraffe down at the zoo
You do
He holds us in high regards but thinks:
You suck
you don’t fuck
You’ve got bad sports shoes
You don’t grind down horse hooves
We roll the nickels
You hold un-crisp pickles
You don’t get bed time tickles
We get hundreds, because unlike you
We’re all silly gooses
sent from heaven to spite you
Brenda, the big sis
I fuck
I fight
I send ,, letters to dead folks
I didn’t like
Their surviving family receives
And reads it
The aggrieved can’t believe
I am thee bitch
Too bad I am
Rattle them skeletans
Sell em dirt cheap at the swap meet
And Scatter them
A-cross ,The peak of the
Matterhorn
Switzerland
Sitting cross legged
With swisher sweets in my hand
BRENDAAAAAAAHHHHH
I’m Jenna
I’m micro scopic
I’m nano
Moon activated
Crepuscular
Twilight piano
Swoon like sonata
Click like cicada
Serrated
Serial sadist
Sever the bloodline
Degrade it
Shredded the Vedic
Beheaded medics in tribal clinics
If it’s angelic I defile it alongside demonic cynics
I’m Jennnnaaaaaah
Slide up to Brandy at the bar
Talking hot shit
You might be the first one in line to get your cock sipped
Or ya get your jaw
cracked open like a crab claw
Disc jockey cutting heavy metal
Like a chainsaw
Absolutely on the crème de menthe
In the dormitory long before rejection letter’s sent,
Sentimental to a fault , gotta swipe all your shit , it reminds her of the suckers not immune to a grift , slow slipping warm Clamato from an El Dorado bottle stolen from a old professor ,finessed for precious treasure, BRANDY!
I’m Bradley
The dad
I have penis and ball
I make daughters with wife
She and me love you all
Now! Rock!!
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Knee Swaz
04:02
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You waited on me at spaghetti Freddy’s
You wore a crystal that looked like a swan
The mozzarella wasn’t fully melted
But your apology went way beyond
I like Moldovan wine, it
Tends not to make me blush
You’ll test your patience all the time
Taking me serious
I’m no nostalgia hungry old halfwit
I keep in shape in hope for new love
If you’ll indulge me in this new strangeness
I’ll shatter the ceiling revealing new levels
Untethered undrugged
Cryptid bathed in gold light
Could you indulge us
This is not a mundane date night
This is dolphins out of space dust
Terrify or titillate us
Sacrifice or celebrate us
We lay prone to all suggestions
Cuz we’re dependent on your blessing
I Hit a dead end
And I reflected
You refocused,
And me I disconnected
But I told you
From the outset
I Didn’t have the eloquence
Within my mouth yet
I don’t fault you
Because I love you
I couldn’t sleep well
If within dreams I snubbed you
It’s a gold path standing
before you
You shed blood to pave it
I still adore you
All these leaves
They Left behind nutrition
Minerals and seeds
I finally listened
I’m not afraid of this celebration ending
I’d rather cap it off
Then,
wear out my welcome
Cryptid bathed in gold light
Could you indulge us
This is not a mundane date night
This is dolphins out of space dust
Terrify or titillate us
Sacrifice or celebrate us
We lay prone to all suggestions
Cuz we’re dependent on your blessing
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Not Nice Thrice
02:47
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Another run of the mill
Mediocre number cruncher
Stacking hundreds of bills(wait)
You never enter my mind
Unless I’m, waiting behind you in the bakery line (bread)
And then the butter and jam
Ya better, shutter your windows
and never utter your plans(scram)
I don’t need to plan it’s intuitive
I’ll text you the suicide hotline
Get to it kid
I’m mean spirited
Terminate your flagrancy
You shoulda woulda coulda’d your entire legacy
I’ve got a Pegasus, a stegosaurus and corn chips
You’re dying to be like me I was born this, way
You better stay home in so-Cal
There’s not enough tutorials to show you the know how
While I globetrot, you hit road blocks
Your girl looks like Jan Michael Vincent with Botox
Chicory coffee’s cool
But it’s not cuttin through
Ephedrine cough medicine hits the spot for you
And epoxy glue Vapors
Snort with your cohorts before
Your capers
But when you finally show up
Blasted and blown up
You’ll get your throats clutched
By morose grown ups
They’ve been in the building
Scraped the gold gilding
Into their burglary bags
And stayed chilling
And then what of me
There before all of yee
Of the three groups
I am by far the pedigree
Apex scumbag
Handing out latex fun gags
Stun y’all with voltage and run tags
Spiritual feedback
Fucking with your paycheck
Finally
Never mind the bolt locks
Blow them up
Violently
You were born to be
Torn by he who
in turn soon will be
scorned by me
On my rollerblades
No one can catch me
I like a cold soda a cola like Pepsi
Soldier for no one
Eat my suspenders
Fuckheads
Baddest motherfucker in Texas
Guaranteed
Mad as hell nature let your fucking mother breed
Don’t ever look at me
Don’t ever talk to me
Catch me asleep
Please start gently rocking me
If I wake up
I’ll staple your face shut
Maplewood smoke your pets
Blow your place up
As it burns - I roll past
On my scooter
My phone is a camera and a computer
Fuck with that Cincinnati!!!!
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Mrs.Paintbrush Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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