Urethane

Throw it down to the concrete ground
This is where I feel free
This is where my minds at ease

So get the fuck outta my way
I'm comin' through and there's nothing you can do
So get the fuck outta my way!

Away from all the guilt, away from all the self neglect, away from all the bullshit mess
I've slapped into my fucking head

Take back the streets
They are ours

Wallies and ollies and supersized nollies
Kickies and spliffy's, filled with sticky icky
Bags in bags, filled with beer and wax

Sunny days in the streets, raining days in the underground
We lurk hard, lurking the streets that we've made our own
That we've made our home

SKATE OR DIE



Credits
Writer(s): Garlic Nun
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