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Ragtag
02:42
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I am a ragtag, I need no education
Ragtag! belong to no nation
I kill shit in everything I do
I spit flames and last thing I care here is you
Dream big - of coin with your name on
See you soon in bottom of fontain
"Stay true" your very first tatoo
Cheating friends for a chance of promotion is a rule
And when shit hits the fan you are first to run
Beware of Ragtag boys, there's no place 4 scum
We are kids of the streets and we feel good out here
No god, no police, just you and your fear, son
Run
They could be everywhere
Ghost of the blocks
Feel's your fear like a dog
Dig yourself a grave
Hold a breath and wait 4 no rescue
Here we go, your funeral and I take shit
Right at your plate then make out with your sister
She was so happy to have the flowers
Whatever you already dead and don't need it
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2. |
Melancholy
01:48
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Life is like straight line
This cardiogram isn't fine
Like someone turn the light off
And the motion is on "stop"
It's getting even harder avery day
I need to switch it back, return to "play"
I end up in this cold place, you know what
I am exshausted seems there's no way out
In reflection is other kind
Still human but I didn't find
Any similarity between
This dummy and person I've been
Doctor-doctor, what is the cure
I'm on my way to local drug store
That music I've heard in my brain
I need to feel it again, I am insane
Silence is a bitch, It's an ugly death
Here it comes, swallows you, and there's no breath
You think about fuck ups and failures
What's happend to my life, where's all those years
Fuck those little rocks, they can't stop us, no
Let's bury all the horse shit they forced us to learn
That silense sounds like "shining", so we shut it up
With the hard wheels and dirty punk rock
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3. |
Well Sad
01:37
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1-2-3-4 run human run
Next dominated race wanna have fun
I never thought of boomerang, now target is me
How come my life become a private property
Swinging time from left to right has just passed away
Experiments, hunt for skin, here comes dependence day
Nastradamus had seen that - never sweat that bad
They wear a human skin boots and jacket as well
They powerfull and much smurter, why can't u tell them?
Supreme kind with rich mind so cruel to me
They grow me up in tight walls, thinking I'm meat
Swinging time from left to right has just passed away
Experiments, hunt for skin, here comes dependence day
Nastradamus had seen that, never sweat that bad
Vanga was an old fart and also felt sad
Vanga felt sad
Vanga felt sad
vanga felt sad for you, motherfucker
Vanga felt sad
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4. |
Mom, I'm Underground
02:39
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I like an "UMBRELLA" song
And movie with Chich and Chong
I'm moving as in "MIST" when ther's a fog
And think of the evil seing doberman dog
And I've heard of that Kanye's song
Of a bucket, wet shirt and floor
And of course I will die to go
Listen to Clementine at Burberry show
My phone is in right use
Bum style they all choose
Who the fuck is that Bambaata
Hip-Hop is for losers, so I've never tried
I watch no films except arthouse
I watch their streams, love to relax
When you at show, I bet you know
You'll see me there, came to show off
I'm on my mind, nobody else
Where's all my black, I wanna dance
Facebook knows, Instagram
Repost and like when I'm in town
Here you got me such an underground
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5. |
Fine Day In Hell
02:09
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Heggling with the devil for a better price
Nevermind what's inside, just a heap of rust
It's a thin line, but I give 0 fucks
Everything around me ruled by cash and twat
Go, ride a scooter, homie
You suck enough
Get up late, fooling my fate
Feeling more like sober, bitch, outta my face
Getting some beers, checking my wheels
While you sucking in the corner I am raping streets
Here are my fists, wanna give a lick?
It hits faces very quick, sort of a brick
Had met a gipsy woman, cruising trough the blocks
Reading my hand she start to cuss!
Heggling with the devil for a better price
Never mind that inside is just a heap of rust
it's a thin line, but I give 0 fucks
Everything around me ruled by cash and twat
Find me on a sidewalk, laying down and puke
I am on my way to party, give me minute or few
Just another beer, another one trick
You scream it's not your lifestyle, then choke with the dick
Feature is some word i've heard once from that bitch
Who distort a pretty good fuck with a speech
So I'm at the door, kicking for more
Hardcore with a party whore or hitting the floor
Fine day
Have fun there
You found that?
You fuck then
You fuck
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6. |
Dig It
01:33
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Shade from the grave is falling at me
Broken bones and blood on my feet
Rocks and dirt is what I had
Averege inheritance for living dead
The road was too long, home sweet home
Pit is full of worms and I am not alone
My shovel is a key to a peacefull world
I dig it like for gold, like i dig it for a gold
The road was too long, home sweet home
Pit is full of worms and I am not alone
My shovel is a key to a peacefull world
I dig it like for gold, like i dig it for a gold
Moon light is my only light
Last light I'm going to see before delight
There are lots of shortys here poking me
Ugly and stinky, but I'll pop in after drinks
Straight after drinks
Self-burried in fields
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Blessed To Judge
02:10
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Lowrider is a little higher
Hopless bum is a fresh truck driver
Starving soul in starving body is fed up
He can't remember how it started, he won't stop
Watch your body parts when you cross the street
Devil has already fill the list of victims
Sentence to death will be smashed indeed
He is on acid, drinking hard, singing "sweet dreams"
This boring ugly city will be set on fire
Every wall to stick with a guts of liar
Envy and greed had ate your souls
So your body own a soul? You've lost that all
Watch your body parts when you cross the street
Devil has already fill the list of victims
Sentence to death will be smashed indeed
He is on acid, drinking hard, singing "sweet dreams"
Live, love, lough in a smoked cabin
It's a greatest day of gambling life in heaven
A couple of licking whores on a side seat
Worst pilots ever getting high on weed
Just like seeds
GTA, kids
Corpses on the streets
360 degrees
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8. |
U Made Me
01:59
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I was just me when you start that shit
You create a monster, now I'm just like that
Let it out with lie leaking from your hole
You kicked it out with boots, used my head as a ball
Monster used my girl,
Monster hates my friend
Bastard's mouth is always
Open out to spread
You waste my time like bible
You did act like turd
You did steal my phone
And money from my card
From a freaking card
I was just me when you killed that guy
Your betrayal stopped my heart just like nines
Now I am a zombie and you feel not fine
Next time aim higher so I'll die
Now you step in zoo
Potential offender
I'll bite your fingers off
Don't try to be tender
While you're human being
You got me with teeth tight
Collected shit was transformated
Into evil might
Evil on my mind
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RAGTAG Odessa, Ukraine
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