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28 days - kill the fake (seshoo) lyrics

a puppet on a string
what do you bring, nothin
everybodies looking for a quick buck
and buffin the d-ck of the powers that be
not 28d, conplacency is not my style
as you can see, f-ck it that’s not me
it’s like every time i turn on the box
i gotta watch another
manufactured band that sucks c-ck
gotta listen to suckers who
don’t know diddley squat
dance steps is their reps
and no props go out to slop
it’s not fresh

i got my sh-t down on the road
shoot yourself in the foot when you’re
talkin out your spincter, boy
just another toy
and your climbing out of the box
you don’t write sh-t but you’re convinced
your sh-t rocks
i got my sh-t down on the road
shoot yourself in the foot when you’re
talkin out your spincter, boy
just another toy
and your climbing out of the box
you don’t write sh-t but you’re convinced
your sh-t rocks

now you don’t write nothing
leave it up to your puppeteers
you better hope it sells now
cause give it two years
another humdrum throw away
is what it becomes
a m-ssive debt that someones got to play
at the end of the short day
can’t sell a record because you’re so wak
you cold sold your soul
can’t deal with the payback

you see i got my sh-t down on the road
shoot yourself in the foot when you’re
talkin out your spincter, boy
just another toy
and your climbing out of the box
you don’t write sh-t but you’re convinced
your sh-t rocks.

kick it!

hay yo!

- 28 days lyrics

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