[Chorus]
I got some shit to say, just for the fuck of it (My brother)
Them thangs, them thangs, don't even ask me (This is as we can get to the base)
I got some shit to say, just for the fuck of it (of the world trade center
Them thangs, them thangs, don't even ask me (You can see the firemen assembled here)
I got some shit to say, just for the fuck of it (the police officers, FBI agents
Them thangs, them thangs, don't even ask me (and you can see)
I got some shit to say, just for thе fuck of it (the two towers)
Them thangs, thеm thangs, don't even ask me (a huge explosion now)
[Verse 1]
Corner of my eye (raining debris on all of us)
The coroner's here; why?
Under pressure—I (We better get out of the way)
(My back—) (We don't know what's happened inside)
My back bone slip left to the death
Massive procession of cold sweat (What we know we have to do)
Stalactite step slide through, you're next (is just keep running the other way)
Get me inside I'll do the rest (The fire-)
(Them things, them things, don't even ask me)
Master of self-contained combust
Sustained disgust, command him claim
Figure eight strut, can't be touched
Subversive infiltration reign supreme in none me trust
Why must them? Fuck them
Mine vomit stain them, feel not but hate them
Line up back facin', suspense rapes them
One by one hot cum shot clip spray them
Life drop and waste them in pine box laid them to
Grime dismantled, churn the fat
Light the candle, burn the wax
Before me dies, in scorch uprise
Can't deny it, no way back
I got some shit to say, just for the fuck of it (My brother)
Them thangs, them thangs, don't even ask me (This is as we can get to the base)
I got some shit to say, just for the fuck of it (of the world trade center
Them thangs, them thangs, don't even ask me (You can see the firemen assembled here)
I got some shit to say, just for the fuck of it (the police officers, FBI agents
Them thangs, them thangs, don't even ask me (and you can see)
I got some shit to say, just for thе fuck of it (the two towers)
Them thangs, thеm thangs, don't even ask me (a huge explosion now)
[Verse 1]
Corner of my eye (raining debris on all of us)
The coroner's here; why?
Under pressure—I (We better get out of the way)
(My back—) (We don't know what's happened inside)
My back bone slip left to the death
Massive procession of cold sweat (What we know we have to do)
Stalactite step slide through, you're next (is just keep running the other way)
Get me inside I'll do the rest (The fire-)
(Them things, them things, don't even ask me)
Master of self-contained combust
Sustained disgust, command him claim
Figure eight strut, can't be touched
Subversive infiltration reign supreme in none me trust
Why must them? Fuck them
Mine vomit stain them, feel not but hate them
Line up back facin', suspense rapes them
One by one hot cum shot clip spray them
Life drop and waste them in pine box laid them to
Grime dismantled, churn the fat
Light the candle, burn the wax
Before me dies, in scorch uprise
Can't deny it, no way back
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