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    Fila Brazillia / Lyrics

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    Fila Brazillia

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    [Infesticon #0]
    Ooh, there's big fandango in the wrangle
    Ooh, there's loads on loads of g-strings and marble bags
    On this beach, leave you speechless
    Like no-star Sneetches, like
    Brain cells sucked by leeches
    Short Beach is the best bash
    If I was a woman, I'd demand a tongue-lash
    Be tall and blond with ass, like that girl in Splash
    Ain't life fantastic?
    Switch-gender spastic
    Impale the she-male, down some more champale
    Bombay chicken cooked like hell
    Get arrested for sluttery and make-hell
    Posted testicles on virtual e-mail
    I'm the nouveau-beat superstar
    Super-stealin' in Manhattan
    Your girl is cattin':
    "I strictly listen to Luscious Jackson"
    Aversion to heights, got you froze up like deer in headlights
    And purple nights, like Heaven's Gate
    Watch the world gyrate -- fuck it
    If there's a hole in the bucket, I'll plug it
    If your fat body talkin' shit, then I'll slug it
    Scared of your girl's clit? I'll suck it
    Cheese thick from the bricks, I'll pluck it
    I like rhymin' like Mascis
    My beats are like molasses
    Sweet and slow like Jackie Onassis
    With Alzheimer's
    Social climbers
    Slip on my diarrhea
    MCs sound the same, like onomatopoeia

    God bless the Infesticons! Fuck the Majesticons!
    God bless the Infesticons! Fuck the Majesticons!

    Exasperated, systemic miscalculation
    Four thousand twisted roads to salvation
    Choose one sand-blasted alabaster bastard
    Gilded monogram, four heads commanded their commanders
    Comin' up flat like South Park Marlon Brandos
    Celebrates his Contradicticons
    We assume question marks are for morons, but I'm askin'
    What floor are we on? Where's the connection?
    Disseminated web of 360 degrees of relations
    On juxtaposed plantation Soul Station Zebra
    This world's a two-foot closet with Taurus, Cancers and Libras
    Three Trent Lotts and two Eldridge Cleavers
    Five John Wayne Gacies and one Beaver
    All out to get cheese like dreamweaver
    They cops ain't nothing but lost believers
    Hiding out in the Bronx camouflage with a goatee in the season
    [scratch] "Nothing less... nothing more"

    God bless the Infesticons! Fuck the Majesticons!
    God bless the Infesticons! Fuck the Majesticons!
    God bless the Infesticons! Fuck the Majesticons!
    God bless the Infesticons! Fuck the Majesticons!
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC..
    Written by Michael C Ladd.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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