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ALL GAS NO BREAKS
Deadfolk Prophet
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Yeah
They said stay in your lane
Bitch
I ate the asphalt
Chewed gravel
Pissed on the map
Deadfolk Prophet
Remember it
Yeah
Too weird for cubicles
Too loud for lullabies
Too honest for politics
Too fucked to be supervised
They said pick a box
I said choke on it slow
Whole world barcode brains scan smiles sell souls in rows
We do not scan
We spark
We snap
We blow the codes
Half broke
Half feral
Fully off the rails
Mouth full of venom
Tongue slick sermon sharp
Hands stink like sins I kept
Did not learn
Did not part
They sell normal like medicine
Side effects include dead eyes dead lives dead goals on payroll
I read the label
Rolled it tight
Snorted life raw
Still whole
If you do not
We do not
We do not
Yeah
If you do not belong good
That means you are not owned
Yeah
Oh oh oh oh
All gas no brakes
Full speed no slow
All gas no brakes
No map no home
Lose control lose control
Lose control lose control
All gas no brakes
Full speed no slow
All gas no brakes
No map no home
Lose control lose control
Lose control lose control
Everybody healed online still rottin in person
Peace quotes dead pupils start wars when the Wi Fi worsens
Half the room sedated
Other half worship brands
We duct tape meaning together with shit plans bleeding hands stolen cans
Too smart to be livestock
Too wild to obey
Can't shut the fuck up
Brain loud every day
If chaos paid dividends we'd own the bank vault
Laugh at fate
Flip tables
Deadfolk Prophet in permanent assault
You are not broken
You are violently allergic to control
Yeah
Oh oh oh oh
All gas no brakes
Full speed no slow
All gas no brakes
No god no boss
Lose control
Bad brains on go
Lose control
Bad Brians on go
All gas no brakes
Full speed no slow
All gas no brakes
No god no boss
Lose control
Bad brains on go
Ohhh oh
Bad brains on go
All gas
All gas
No brakes
No
All gas
All gas
No brakes
Count cash no breaks
All gas no breaks
Count cash no
Count it wrong
One no brakes
Two no peace
Three no sleep
Four repeat
Five teeth grit
Six lights hum
Seven walls breathe
Eight here I come
All gas no brakes
Full speed no slow
Slow slow slow slow low low low
Keep the scars
Slow low low low low low
We do not fit
We rip the asphalt
Lose mhmm
Lose control
Lose mhmmmm
If this scares you good
Deadfolk Prophet
This road was built by inmates
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