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andre "logbut" herman - titty inc. anthem كلمات الأغنية

let me tell you the story of the t-tty i.n.c
know if greed imprisons you
the boys will set you free
it started – day-z, she drives me crazy, hopelessness daily
shaw’s sphincter? lazy
we withstand
winking weapons and
searching for canned and contraband
in the mundane and the bland
barren wasteland
together we thrive but stand alone we get f-cked for profit
f-ck you rocket!

it’s ironic
ever-rest is your life’s description but it’s also a metaphor for your game
it’s iconic
but your ideas? they’re monotonic
maybe you need to join the crew, smoke some chronic
cause realistic?
you’re too f-cking s-d-stic!
we’re all scaling the mountain trying to have fun
prayin’ soon we won’t have to cobble shoes or start from age none
beggin’ soon we won’t have to move limbs individually
floppin’ through fields like some r-t-rded ghillied octodad with a gun

but i digress, where was i?
even with mikey in the bus we’ll make them cry
or get them got like simgot got got
his stash turned to cash
his crew extinguished with the help of our distinguished linguist
he tried teach these dogs a lesson
pressin’ on with the admins but the only cl-ss in session
was the one that schooled him, and evidenced that
t-tty’s more than a nuisance creating offense
but a new sense of leadership in the gaming world

we moved to get more global, more offensive
to the land of expensive shiv, case and key
de dust2, squeaky sneaky beaky and inferno misery
we walked before we ran
we rushed with no plan
pushed that one man and
got aced
a sobering rut as stefan frequently put, so boring
all abhorring and yet equally adoring the very notion of saying f-ck it and uninstalling
shook by win drought and with no doubt seb took the m62 west route…
as we took a brief vacation to the south side of the nation

and what a weekend it was, stevie thanks again from me!
a highlight seeing daniel peer-pressured pectorally
a fond memory, sat in hut tiki
playing bamzooti with many potential t-tty franchisee
party was a hoot, clucking for the zoot
a much needed release but soon it did cease
for we had two bombsites to police
facing long commute with hunger acute
en route
we placed our faith in the diner
the service? a windmill as a grinder woulda’ been finer
even an event horizon would have outshined her
odd chance we found more than shook milk, unwittingly
miracle that i only just took ill, lyrically
because there we hatched plans of grenade ilk
head northbound filled with ideas to instill fears
trash our opponents economy so bad, push ’em into arrears
a prophecy that i preach with modesty
the sermon, they’ll face a ferocity of atrocity
at velocity

pop flash – noob bash
de_martyn? that’s cache
“sh-t guys, must dash, build a ginger house to halt romantic crash”
it’s a fact that’s comic; sans abode of orange gluten
many a sloot and… respectable long term girlfriend…
will lay with another guy
and greg you may even ask why
like, “surely there’s no other as fly?”
my answer, a one word reply
“bondo”
the truth unanimous, sordid and sick
every t-tty can’t help but crave for his
extensive collection of skins

ag to au to ak
strike culture redefined by the day
we’re rachmaninoff with a kalashnikov
musically binding soviet screams through console means
look how far we’ve come from scavenging beans
i’ve gone too far? regulate and alarm me
ego bloated? maybe i am getting too smarmy but good luck
cause you’re gonna need a seven nation army to contest the best
restrain and arrest the breast
lest you try contain my brain, you say insane?
f-ck that sh-t, b-tch, bare witness to this olympic reign
as fathers, of persephone
performing mental inception on the enemy
dropping 30-bombs on their dome, casually
and it never stops being just
f-cking funny

and have you ever tried playing alone?
it’s like teachin’ your grandma to use a cellular phone
trust me i’ve tried, i guess it differs a bit
just imagine she’s russian and she tells you you’re sh-t
meanwhile you’re the terrorist oven, the last of your team
f-ck knows where the rest are, they ain’t even been seen
clutch situation, bomb down elation
heartfelt frustration when the ct won’t take a hit
f-ck sake he’s defusing!
i don’t feel like losing
now putin is abusing
my mom

pig latin verse? poetically inverse but nah, still not that ill
so onay ayway – no way ho!
rhymes k!ll
i concur
but f-ck it, rome wasn’t built in a day yo

how did success grow from our mammarian tree?
why is everything thus far going chillfully?
it’s crystal clear and easy to see
no stained gl-ss here, just a simple recipe
it reads a
add d to c and season liberally with ambition
who needs mom’s alphagetti? not me, cause i never forgot b
since when we go b, we go be
a dream team
lebron and kobe
and however aloof this coming metaphor or motif
you’re like a deranged vegan
you’ve got beef
we’re reverse sandmen, t-boning your desire to rank higher
the dream thief
oh you want the answer?
the root truth?
is friendship
peace

andre
x

- andre logbut herman

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