Leak Bros

Leak Bros - Gimmesumdeath songtekst

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Sherminator.. 

Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak 

Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak 

Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak 

Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak 

Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak Leak 



[Tame One] 

My medulla oblongata's too proper for rhyming stupid 

But embalment fluid life got drama to it 

Unusual pharmaceutical dip is a trip if you have the patience 

If you go nuts dust is your travel agent 

The bom-bom-monster of my genre 

Swimming in purple rain Minnetonka 

My lungs are rap practically bonkers 

Like Yonkers I got locks 

All you need is a jay, styles and loops like busdrop for this bad boy to ruff right 

Deny the novice is obvious recognition 

If you can't stand the leak get out the kitchen 

Consider me different, usual suspect for missing equipment 

Look forward to what I record for your shipments 

I black out in an instance, off two point three seconds 

Confessing that the nine at my waste ain't no measurement 

Approach with caution, the leak brother addict with habits forming 

So cheer to star at the end of the bar like my name was Norman 



[Chorus] 

Old man on the floor, robbed and bludgeoned 

His breath, running out he's like "Gimmesumdeath" 

Showered a gunshot wound to the chest 

Laying on a operating table like "Gimmesumdeath" 

And a whole club of people drinking, scheming on flesh 

Get blown out of the building thinking "Gimmesumdeath" 

In my own endevours I'm not right I'm what's left 

And if that passion burns out then "Gimmesumdeath" 



[Cage] 

Churchbells ringing, I'm only six 

My foot up my dads chest, I'm pulling his turnicet back to fix this 

My skull pops out of its shell, I'm stable 

Circulation cut off from the jumprope tied to the coffee-table 

Something's pulling me, nylon cuts through my baby ankle 

And it pops off, I'm sucked to the wall at lightspeed being strangled 

With angel hair I'm dangled over 

The edge of the universe is a razor blade I'm longing for closure 

Decode and implode her with her own psychosis 

And embrace her odor, I fold her over and over 

Till she fits in the slits in my shoulder 

Then pull her out and hold her a bloody baby in my palm growing colder 

I'm out of my head, I'd rather be dead, just splatter me red 

All over the wall then gather my friends 

Throw a stone in my face and leave some flowers 

Follow me, walk away or laugh for hours and hours 



[Chorus] 



[Tame One] 

Alter reality practically form brainstorms on songs 

Bubble like my wet chunked on 

Upon lift off, the fumes I'm giving off choke throats on both coast 

Until all of the bom-bom gone 

When something go wrong 

With whole songs dedicated to medicated faded intoxicated sedated goings on 

Head strong, dead wrong 

Experimental generals out of the boomsquad, retarded after the jargon 



[Cage] 

Welcome to Waterworld, pull the covergirl over my face 

Chuck on draw then walk away from this place 

It's cinematic irrational, tragic magic 

You can smell a fresh bag of wet pulling the cd out the package 

This whole planet of shit, I love this hobo nation 

Escape another nine to five with leaky glorification 

Ex-patient, rather puff purple stuff and stay mental 

To the next deep sea, all of hell love Cage Kennylz 



[Chorus] 



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