Mrtzcmp3
  • Good Morning
  • I Never Knew You
  • Agent Orange
  • Too Heavy for Cherubs
  • Scenester
  • Stripes
  • Hell's Winter
  • Subtle Art of the Break Up Song
  • Perfect World
  • Peeranoia
  • I Found My Mind in Connecticut
  • Morning Dips
  • Nothing Left to Say
  • Among the Sleep
  • Public Property
  • Beat Kids
  • Down the Left Hand Path
  • Dr. Strong
  • In Stoney Lodge
  • Lord Have Mercy
  • Probably Causes Paranoia
  • Escape to 88
  • Look at What You Did
  • Teenage Hands
  • Too Much
  • Suicidal Failure
  • Kick Rocks
  • Ck Won
  • Fat Kids Need an Anthem
  • I Lost It In Haverton
  • Unlike Tower 1
  • Strain
  • Under Satan's Authority
  • Teenage Death
  • The Right Out
  • Holdin a Jar 2
  • A Crowd Killer
  • Shoot Frank
  • Eating its way out of me
  • The Soundtrack
  • Captain Bumout
  • Depart from Me
  • Shoot Frank (ft. Darryl Palumbo)
  • Ballad of Worms
  • The Death of Chris Palko (ft. Camu Tao)
  • Grand 'ol Party Crash (ft. Jello Biafra)
  • Left it to Us (ft. El-P, Aesop Rock, Tame 1, Yak Ballz)
  • Pussy, Money, and War
  • Blood Boy
  • Summer in Hell

[Talking] - look y'all gotta get in fuckin' line if you want to get served...
Put the money in her... look I know y'all used to them bottles of that piss yellow...
You fuck this we closin' shit out...

If I'm as ill when I'm makin' my arms achin
Holdin this baby over the roof when my incubus cd skips...
My wrist slips, look over the edge and score the bitch
On the land of them flips man start handin me dames or clips
Fuck it - start squeezin' - shootin' mofuckers for no reason
Am I buggin when I burnt the flames after rubbin - gasoline on my arms and chest and start huggin'
People in the precinct like cousins by the dozens when they question me I say where I wasn't
Pretty bm puttin holes in your civic out the window shermed up if you say I don't live it
Shits landin your grills holdin a divit large enough large enough forecast fema to pivot
Or is it Chris Palko that's givin these bitches mouthfuls
Then it's thank you notes on their face with scalpals

Ck won yeah for ck run
Your dough bitches I leave and tip y'all in ones
Out of dough you might wake up with a mouth full of cum
And it's eat the rag I wipe with when I'm done

Ck won yeah for ck run
Your pockets dawg you keep the lint and the crumbs
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