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The whole album is basically like this. You've been warned.
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'Boner Alert'
02:02
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4. |
'They Stoel My $W@G'
01:24
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'Party Donkey'
01:30
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y e a
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'Electric Techno Boners'
01:53
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7. |
'Pingas Dance Party'
01:03
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PINGAS, PINGAS, PINGA,
PINGAS, PINGAS, PINGA,
PINGAS, PINGAS, PINGAS...
AS, PIN... GAS, PI-PINGA!
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I walk up to the club, step up to this girl like,
(hHHhHhNNnnNNNNggggGgGGg)
yuh.
I walk up on these niggas, tell 'em this my turf like,
(HHHhHHhhHnNnNNNnnNNNNGGgggGgg)
Now don't mix up the words, I don't do any dirt,
So you best not mix up, any adjectives 'n' verbs,
'Cause I sneak up to your face,
And I make sure I am heard like,
(hhHHHhHHhHNNNNNNNgggGGG)
yuh.
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9. |
'Y33T the N33Ts'
01:48
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I be riding on dem hoes in hopes of getting more chodes,
I may not be gay but I say hey that'S cool and okay.
Hey lemme get some of that pie to sli-ce with di-ce 'cause
I be cool-io like that on the stereo getting them hoes.
You motherfuckers are incapable of comprehending my
long words because I be cool and school to go to school please
you're seriously not realizing how important it is, like, unless if you like
working a 9 to 5 at McDickie Cheese, then finish your shit and go
to college, like seriously, trust me. The last thing you wanna do is
end up like a... Like a fuckin' what are those people called who sit there
and do jackshit except waste their welfare on less-important shit?
Yeets? Yeezeys, Neet? A neet? What the fuck kinda name is that??
It's an internet term? Jesus Christ, on that note don't use the internet either.
Fucking people make me SICK! Like my kick flips and shit, check out
these twists and flips and twists with splits and shits. Y'all can only
dream of my rhymes with what little time you've chipped off your dime,
well it ain't easy peesy lemon squeezy squeege weegee Luigi linguini macaroni
Lamborghini masterboni jerk your boney bonery bonnity squiggity sguaggity
sguoogity same of me part of me opp there goes gravity Grey's Anatomy
apathy catastrophe anomally amommity anonymity antagony stop distractin' me-
Okay, seriously, enough.
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'OG NIGGA NEEDS WEED XD'
01:42
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Weed weed weed coke,
pussy pussy ass ass,
Pussy ass money money,
Weed weed coca-cola,
I am not sponsored by Coca-Cola nigga,
I am just rapping 'bout my shitty life nigga wigga,
Weed weed weed coke,
pussy pussy ass ass,
Pussy ass money money,
Weed weed coca-cola,
I am not sponsored by Coca-Cola nigga,
I am just rapping 'bout my shitty life nigga.
~
Ay. Ay. Ay. Ay.
My OG nigga needs weed right now nigga.
My OG got a weed addiction we're
really concerned for his health he ain't like he
was when he was young, nigga!
Y'all got your snaz attack,
I got pussy and ass,
Y'all niggas can't fathom how
smart my edumacation is.
I raised up to the top,
Bop bop cock cock clack clack,
I ain't do jack shit ex-cept
Write one song and made some cash.
~
Check out my SoundClout Gang
we gon' fuck you up!
Makin 10 plays on each song,
We rise to the top!
Your ting skraa pap pap?
My shit goes bap bap bap!
Your dabs and nae naes aint got shit
on my Shiggie Crop.
Obligatory reference to childhood show
for no reason, ay ay, ay, ay.
Weed weed weed coke,
pussy pussy ass,
Pussy ass money money,
Weed n' more weed.
Ay, ay, ay, ay.
Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass,
[artist couldn't continue, lyrics are too shitty]
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'Flame Retarded'
00:58
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I pretend I have depression,
Just to give myself attention.
I look like a selfish cuck,
But I really don't give a fuck.
Treat me like that autist kid,
Pandering patronizing, treated like a baby.
Rewarded for no effort 'cause I'm special,
I like to make others jealous of me.
[CHORUS]
I'm too lazy to live properly,
I'm dooming myself but I don't care.
Lack of responsibility,
I don't care 'cause it makes me happy.
I don't want anything to do,
I want people to do it for me.
Treat me like a special baby,
Not you 'cause you're normal, fuck you.
That's it, I'm too lazy to write the rest. ._.
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'It's Like Windows 98'
02:10
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'Cars and Pedophiles'
02:28
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[Amateur Guitar Playing]
Wait, shit.
[Guitar Tuning]
I'm currently sick, so this song is going to be even better.
[♪♪♪]
That one guy who's at the party,
In the corner, he's fucking corny,
That one guy who's like a DJ,
But he isn't, he's just a hippie.
Guess what bitch, I'M that guy,
With my songs I will make you cry,
Party tonight, or the party's today,
I'll cum fuck it up by being ((( g a y ))).
Playing my stupid guitar,
singing about my emotions,
being an edgy pretentious douche,
[Autistic Noises]
Playing my stupid guitar,
singing about my emotions,
being an edgy pretentious douche,
[Autistic Noises]
[Power Chords]
Ay, qu'est-ce que tu fais, tarbanaque?! Je essaie de dormir; arrêtez votre blague de merde tout-de-suite!!
SORRY!
Fuck it, I'm still continuing.
[♪♪♪]
Being a buzzkill at the party,
The only thing I'm good at apparently,
True art before their very ((( e y e s ))),
I hope my fucking parents die.
School ain't cool, I'm too cool for school,
Bro no homo, whoa slow your roll,
Watashi wa nihongo o hanasuga, (私は日本語を話すが)
daremoga watashi o kirau (誰もが 私を嫌う).
By the way, I speak Japanese; look at me, I'm so fucking multicultural.
Playing my stupid guitar,
singing about my emotions,
being an edgy pretentious douche,
Unff, my dick needs fucking lotion.
Playing my stupid guitar,
singing about my emotions,
being an edgy pretentious douche,
Unff, my dick needs fucking lotion.
[Accordion Solo]
Can I go home yet? :(
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'This Song is Less Bad'
03:08
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[guitar starts]
We tried to make a song,
But it all just went wrong.
So we got ideas from Hell,
As you can tell.
The way we come up with lyrics,
Is by life sucking dick.
Trying to rhyme is such a crime,
...Chorus.
[chorus]
Chodes, chodes, and more chodes,
Repeating is how we get sold,
Chodes, chodes, chodes, chodes,
Dixon pencils something toad.
Stutter helicopter something.
Last song and we've just got nothing.
High school kids what did you expect?
Autistic creations, a threat to detect.
[guitar]
Zach is back with a Zach attack!
Oh yeah boy we smoke some crack!
My best friend is fucking black!
Pee is stored in the ballsack!
Please jump on my horseback,
Take a pic' with your shitty Kodak,
I fucking hate being a Kayak,
Walmart's rollback's got gak gak gak, it's gak gak gak.
[chorus]
Chodes, chodes, and more chodes,
Repeating is how we get sold,
Chodes, chodes, chodes, chodes,
Dixon pencils something toad.
Stutter helicopter something.
Last song and we've just got nothing.
High school kids what did you expect?
Autistic creations, a threat to detect.
[solo - it's bad]
Chodes, chodes, and more chodes,
Repeating is how we get sold,
Chodes, chodes, chodes, chodes,
Dixon pencils something toad.
Stutter helicopter something.
Last song and we've just got nothing.
High school kids what did you expect?
Autistic creations, a threat to detect.
JUSU: We're going to get in so much shit for this. ._.
FIOPON: (whatever he wants to say)
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Justin.FM Montreal, Québec
Justin (Jusu-Tengu) - Canadian - Traditional Artist - Music Composer - March 26th.
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