制作
作曲和作词
Evan Patrick Collier
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歌词
It's about time we adress this war
Couple months in will Ukrain fall
Putin playing with dolls like a girl
He's hurting us all
We're third world shits about to unfurl
Curl in a ball NATO can't let them bleed
you should fight back like WWE
Shits ridiculous
Im inconspicuous
Your so delerious
My bars are acid
Red on litmus
You look flaccid
My façades ambitious
Wishing I was abroad
Far from the malicious
Cod sperm in your mouth
A worm in your house
A rat in your nation
Reporting to Russia this motherfucking gringo is on probation
Rotating the people so they need less food and dont seem feeble
When they see Beatles they remind them of food
Mother Russia just got booed
T-34s foods older than soldiers
Steeling nike shoes and bootes across the border
Steeling cocke fast food right across the border not the drug but the drink
Not thugs they are beasts
They will beat you at the least
Their mommy didn't hug em
Their daddy wants to tug em
By the cock and just drop to your knees
If you plead for our merci we don't care you will bleed
Ukraine would have won but they are fair you are beasts
Feeding my rage with this propaganda
America maby but we remember the days
Of stalin Gorbaczow andropow molotov
Cocktails of fire
Like the Moscow mule more a Russian mule
Fuling himself with vodka impure
War war war constant war!
Im getting stressed out let's talk about space
Métaphores with science but interlaced
Based on facts chemical bonds are the base
Metalic covalent ionicaly named
Less pdf orbital shapes
You Polymerize these idols
throw em out cause they're a waste
Copy and paste all songs sound the same
Gruveling for fame
Writing luvydubby lyrics why yah muddy all the writing raping lyricists
Mirror what I say im a black jew terrorist
Suddenly your songs lose merits and your fandom
Carless abismal
You don't care what you write for you that is trivial
How bout live a little
You a little brittle
Sour like a pickle
Tickle me i explode
Explain this riddle
.. Cats fill in the blanks
Dat shits fat your shit faints
I am a fact you're just bate
Wait a little for the big cats I haven't ate
I got a date with your momma to take you back to the pound
Sound asleep we kill you wait
Im no putin custard fake
I'm what they wished they became
Negative fame
Rang me up for all his mistakes
Poland's bad poland's ours
Shut fuck up we independent
Our baby's heads will break yours in a second
Ex kgb i think that's a legend
Its a story he wished was true
Stary nie kupuj w Auchan {Czemu?}
Każda złotówka podgrzewa mu tron {jemu}
Temu jebanemu nie wypałowi
Jak rozjebac świat ten debil sie głowi
Zejdź mu z drogi
Bo inaczej rzuci ci bombę pod nogi
Łysy i stary a kręci se loki
Patrzy na trupy i do tego wali
Xares dopowiedz bo mi w głowie się wali
Written by: Evan Patrick Collier
