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the bloody beetroots & bob vylan - killing punk lyrics

[intro]
i don’t give a f+ck if you speak on my name
just make sure when you f+cking speak on it, you speak it in capitals
v+y+l+a+n

[verse 1]
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk. he don’t know about the clash
he don’t know about exploited. what’s he know about crass?
never seen him at 100. he don’t know about the roxy
i hear the chitter+chatter + tell ’em all to suck my—
c+cky bobby’s on a mission to bring punk rock back
i dropped “we live here”, that’s a straight punk track
but my hair’s loc’d and they see this punk is black
a couple d+ckheads went ahead and called that punk track rap

[chorus]
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk, eesh
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk

[verse 2]
got ’em mad, we don’t play in a band
we are the band + what don’t they understand?
because we’re not four guys with guitars in our hands
greasy hair and sucking for a write+up in kerrang
if you don’t f+ck with it then don’t f+ck with it but don’t f+ck around and get banged
one festival then i’m on the plane, ‘nother one when i land
i did it diy. yeah, i took a stand
i ain’t just a villain, i’m the motherf+cking man
[chorus]
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk

[verse 3]
‘fore i was a punk, i had problems by the fistful
used to love drama and running with the misfits
i was gun shopping, couldn’t find the right one though
tryna get my hands on the s+xiest pistol
’cause living in fear will have you thinking with a bad brain
badmind vandals and addicts acting insane
had a few brushes, nothing but a couple minor threats
what do you expect? how i grew, we had to rise against
gbh and conflict were nothing, just a part of it
rancid bedsits, trust you wouldn’t know the half of it
thinking of a plan, we were feeling d+mned
doing anything we could to make it out this jam
plotting on our enemies, live with drug dependencies
couple didn’t make it past their suicidal tendencies
now you see me stepping on stage with so much energy
fueled by everything i went through, yeah this was meant to be
[chorus]
i heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk
heard the vylan’s k!lling punk and all that other junk

- the bloody beetroots bob vylan lyrics

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