lyrics
Friends unwind consistently.
Kicking it, killing brews, pass a cig, hit the snooze.
The crash course I choose is highway to hell and back.
Midnight Mac attacks, bar back, make a stack.
Blow it all, green crack.
So before we start get your facts.
I'll lash back like a possessed thrasher, hear Slayer backwards.
This hipster bastard has mastered the effects of disasters on brain matter.
I'm Calvin cool. Time travel, transmogrify.
Four eyed crazed kid. Geek God, no lie.
No sleep, no ties, stand off alone in aisles at Best Buy.
I'm Guile versus these Guys.
Create sonic booms to embed the tombs with goons' eyes.
I'm final fight with no continues or retries.
Its a prequel for a debut movie sized.
Flash fuck em fingers back at camera lights.
Hey Deek, how you doing?
Two thumbs up, double down.
I left the right side twice, just us appease the town.
You brought your B.A.? Better to have brought your A game.
Hyper Combo Crew's select, start engines, heavy sounds.
Music is the weapon of economy recessions.
I'm armed to the teeth, studio sessions as personal fleets.
Serve Shoryukens if you're jumping at me early.
I'm happy to repeat these easy lessons in defeat.
You try to bum my cool like its a pack of menthols,
I'm liable to take your slack jaw to a bench saw.
Level up, Chrono Trigger via unzipped ROMs
Latinas loving it, so go ahead, uncinch bras.
credits
from
Square One,
released October 28, 2012
All lyrics by D. Koloroutis.
Produced by A. Torres.
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