AMERICAN WASTELAND
Yeah
Why do you keep talking?
Shut up, SH!THEAD
I do not want to be in the fucking [?] this shit any longer
I am God, what the fuck are you?
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
I been debating 'bout whether not you just act hard
Y'all pussies hating but do not know what the facts are
You fucks is suckin' my dick then shoot up that black tar
The throne is vacant, but wait, what about NASCAR? (Haha)
I see you talkin' but you lacking that confidence
I'm bout to hock and spit on this bitch 'cause she offerin'
Ain't got no competence, 'bout to cut off your oxygen
He in the pit, he get hit and losing his consciousness
I don't fucking like people, thought I told you this
Then you hop up in the pit, you get a swollen lip
Put my whole damn foot up where your colon is
He about that internet shit 'til I dispose of him
Spit, piss and blood on my t-shirt
If I was you, I wouldn't like my ass either
I'm comin' through in all black like the reaper
Same fuckers, just hack through the people
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
End
Why do you keep talking?
Shut up, SH!THEAD
I do not want to be in the fucking [?] this shit any longer
I am God, what the fuck are you?
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
I been debating 'bout whether not you just act hard
Y'all pussies hating but do not know what the facts are
You fucks is suckin' my dick then shoot up that black tar
The throne is vacant, but wait, what about NASCAR? (Haha)
I see you talkin' but you lacking that confidence
I'm bout to hock and spit on this bitch 'cause she offerin'
Ain't got no competence, 'bout to cut off your oxygen
He in the pit, he get hit and losing his consciousness
I don't fucking like people, thought I told you this
Then you hop up in the pit, you get a swollen lip
Put my whole damn foot up where your colon is
He about that internet shit 'til I dispose of him
Spit, piss and blood on my t-shirt
If I was you, I wouldn't like my ass either
I'm comin' through in all black like the reaper
Same fuckers, just hack through the people
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
American wasteland, no face, no case, make them sprint like a race
American wasteland, no rules in this place, fuck the law and the state
End
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Writer(s): Colby Suoy
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