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will wood and the tapeworms - 6up 5oh cop-out (pro/con) [remastered] كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
six_up, five_oh, pigs come, i cop n’ go
the blotter shows they got me on the rocks like galapagos
good luck finding critters creepy as me. they shoulda fried me, i’ll give ya ptsd
vodka shots droppin’ down the throat they been stompin’ on
c_ckin’ guns, lockin’ up, the quotas all for shock n’ awe
drivin’s tirin’, and i been hot_wirin’ to make my get away from the jailbreak riot and
cellmates scr_pin’ upon the bricks in the bas_m_nt
tryin’ to escape this probation generation_ too late!
crazy f_ckers’ gotta do the time
committed to the mental ward, committing all the crimes
i’m alive and kickin’ till thе split ends fray
maybe plead insanе, guilty, but i’m not to blame!
i’m a slave to the main vein, sprayin’ on the mainframe
suffering the infrastructure, hoping i can maintain!

oh how i know how i go how i go. ask me a question the answer i know
yes or no options don’t weigh out and so; i don’t ever see the cons and the pros

[chorus]
you bare a striking resemblance
some kind of semblance of somethin’ i been rememberin’
you appear familiar dear. you look just like my bathroom mirror
please policeman_ no heel_to_toe. oh please, let me go!
please policeman_ is it a test? i won’t know till i’m under arrest
[verse 2]
the drunk_tank’s blood red. junkie’s gonna relapse
some think punk’s dead, me i don’t believe that
rock n’ roll gatherin’ the moss till i be that lichen_coated boulder, make you slip, bust your kneecap!
open on the amazon, hide the cure for cancer
i’m lance armstrong, you’re the necromancer
slash n’ burn, crash into the 42nd answer
all my fellow skeletons adore the army ants here
flies on my eyeb_lls, scabs on my elbows
heaven knows god’s sittin’ up there like “h_ll no!”
only one thing comes to those who wait. it’s never too late to embrace your fate

my death come swiftly and gently to you
mayhem, cry mayday, and oncoming doom
save your convictions, they never will do. what you say’s at least 1 6 billionth true

[chorus]

am i being detained? am i under arrest?
read me my rights please. i want my phone call
please policeman_ no heel_to_toe. oh please, let me go!
please policeman_ is it a test? i won’t know till i’m under arrest

- will wood and the tapeworms

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