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Valley of the Sick & the Stupid

by Minus9

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I hope you suffer Hope you cry I hope it's slow and painful when you die!
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Let’s take a trip to the wrong side of the tracks Let’s travel far from home deep into the great unknown Down the river through the wood Trampling on, some other mans hood Let’s make them act like we expect them to act Do to them what we assume they’d do then us, and them, you, and I, we’re all gonna... DIE! DIE! Into the darkest region we find our fun Trapped in a new world with no where to run and we’re gonna go down and there’s no coming back you’ll lose your conscious and your soul when we sink deep into the green inferno
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Coddler 01:19
So your turning middle age and now you want to breed just one little shit is all you think you need Now you’re keeping it close and you’re it’s best friend a lack of social skills is what you get in the end It’s just a toddler Your just a coddler Like a precious doll on a shelf Never gonna stand up for itself Hey look at mine, ain’t it just the best? but it ain’t nothing special it’s just like all the rest cause it ain’t yet a person it’s just a little shit it’s brain ain’t developed so don’t try to reason with it It’s just a toddler Your just a coddler Like a precious doll on a shelf Never gonna stand up for itself In a condesending voice is the only way you talk mah mah mah, mah mah mah where’s your juice box!!!! Do you want to see it grow? Do you want to see it learn? Then take your hands of that leash and watch it crash and burn
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Sitting in traffic most of the day Sitting Sitting Sitting it’s the American way Car exhaust is all you ever smell Sitting in your personal hell Exhaust Huffer, why don’t you turn your engine off Start Stop Start Stop you’re going nowhere another cars ass you sit and stare Now the needle’s getting low on your gage while you’re getting fat and building up rage Exhaust Huffer, why don’t you turn your engine off A better life is what I dispute When most of your life is in a commute Staring at tail lights is all you have left I call that a very slow death you Exhaust Huffer, why don’t you turn your engine off If this is your life than give it up Stick your head in a tail pipe to speed things up the way you’re going it’s gonna take awhile why not do it Bobby Fuller style? Is your engine gonna choke? Exhaust Huffer, you finally turned your engine—OFF!
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Small Box 01:28
Fat & Lazy Waiting for the small box Fat & Lazy Getting in a small box Fat & Lazy Cramped in a small box Fat & Lazy is now trapped In a small box Fat & Lazy is now dead Dead in a small box
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Salmon 01:34
Salmon, going against the stream Rebel, doing your own thing Bad ass, ain’t the systems tool Moron, playing by your own rules But no one cares, about the things you do and they’re gonna slam, smack into you Salmon, going against the grain Rebel, stupid or insane Bad ass, think you’re gonna last Moron, lying dead on your ass and I don’t care, moronic things you do and I’m gonna slam, straight into you You ain’t got no smarts Ain’t got no shame and when you fall you’ve got yourself to blame cause no nobody cares, The stupid things you do They’re gonna slam, right into you Rebel, Bad Ass, Moron, Salmon!
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I don’t know you, so I don’t care about you Don’t give a damn if you live or die. If I see you dying in the street I won’t even blink an eye. Do you know what you are? ’cause I know what you are! You’re nothing to me.
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We don’t know WHO you are but we know WHAT you are Hiding in the shadows Your true colors finally show Your hate your fear your weakness all come to the surface to freely flow You’re faceless mindless drowning in paranoia with all of the rest A mistake a defective place you strike the keys a pox in cyber space Let’s Go! Let’s go to Hell! There is nothing here to save nothing but a empty shell Lashing out from your secure little hole a one way trip to Hell, Get in the hand basket No mercy, or compassion in isolation you breed only contempt as you feed on the hate jump right in into the fire don’t think twice no reason to question, no reason stop, you’ve found your place so why hesitate? Let’s Go! Let’s go to Hell! There is nothing here to save nothing but a empty shell Lashing out from your secure little hole a one way trip to Hell, Get in the hand basket Come out, from under your bridge and take my hand and let’s go let’s go to let’s go to Hell! Get in the hand basket
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Harvest 01:45
Harvest, your body and soul what you have, will you let it go? Because comfort has a very high price Will you sell it all and not think twice sell it for pennies, pennies on the pound you won’t stop selling, till you’re in the ground do you need that kidney? do you need a heart? if that’s the price of comfort can we? tear you apart? and Harvest Harvest Your body and soul
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When to the store to buy shit made cheap but it’s only going to last a week Then we go back and that’s the charm when swing around our Wal*mart arms Pumping them out like we just don’t care Make you ride in a motorized chair Treat you like cows in a factory farm when we swing our Wal*mart arms Growing bigger every day we’re never going to go away Don’t care if we’re doing any harm so you better watch out when we swing, swing, when we swing our Wal*mart arms!
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Implosion 01:28
Implosion, of the world I know It slips away but I can’t let go Splintered and cracked, the damage is done There’s no hope, against this implosion It’s treason, in my domain It’s ripped and torn, It’ll never be the same I can’t concede, the battle’s is won There’s no hope, against this implosion Progress for progress sake just one crack is all it takes Trapped in a battle that I can’t win No hope, against the enemy within First from the front, and then from the back From inside a cancer attack Thrashing, shredding, into ribbon and thread Hemorrhaging from the inside my world is dead It’s dead!
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There’s a dance I think you know —called the staring at a screen We see it every place we go —the staring at a screen If done right your face will glow —staring at a screen Looks like a thrill to just stand still —doing the staring at... Everyone zone out on the floor —staring at a screen Don’t worry if you look a bore —they’re staring at a screen What else did you come here for? —but to staring at a screen Do you practice at home while you’re alone? —the staring at... First you plant your feet and stop moving to the beat Then you tip your head down and move your thumbs around You better move fast while staring at that glass because someone in the pit might knock you on your ass! While staring at a screen
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The world is broken, devoid of life, there’s only death Looks like the human race, is the only species that is left It's a delicacy — we never has before once taboo — but not any more What to do to survive? Well were in luck we’ve got a food supply just requires you to fuck then eat your childrew will you eat your children? you’re gonna eat your children you know you’ll eat your children! Stick them in gestation crates only two years you’ll have to wait You can have the option of dark or white make your mouth water with every bite it’s tender meat — taste alot like veil but it’s your children — you gotta be willing to kill you’re gonna eat your children go on and eat your children you’re gonna eat your children you know you’ll eat your children! The oceans are boiling there’s no more life, only death looks like your children are the food supply that’s left
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6-6-2 00:33
Can you hear the screams of torture? Crammed like sardines in a tin as you sit around and stuff your face and squeeze out another shit coffin If you’re in fear is of a beast better not take a look within Can’t call yourself a human as you pinch off another shit coffin
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Redacted 01:19
We conspire, behind closed doors The contracts are signed, it’s time for another war Who’d we buy, and who was willing to sell It’s for us to know and we never have to tell bacause it's Redacted Freedom of info, is the freedom to lie Transparency is now a black bar across your eyes Who pulled the trigger? you’ll never know You deserve the truth? Well you better let that notion go. bacause it's Redacted We sent XXXXXXX to assassinate the XXXXXX XXXXXXXXX, and now XXXXXX is coming for you.
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He seemed real nice, liked DC Talk —Running out of time! You're running out of time! Now I fear he had the devil’s cock —Running out of time! You're running out of time! I know it’s a sin to take it’s life — Running out of time! You're running out of time! but what if it’s the anti christ? Now there’s a bump I can not hide —No longer deny what grows inside What it is I do not know —Could be worst case in utero I’ve been thinking hard about Plan C —Running out of time! You're running out of time! Is what god intended for me —Running out of time! You're running out of time! Please lord just give me sign —Running out of time! You're running out of time! 4 months have past and I’m running out of time
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Acid Attack 02:01
For every inch of skin I see brings out the sinner in me For every inch you show make’s something swell down below To stop those feelings I felt I’m going to make your face melt One way for you to learn is for you to watch your skin burn So cover it up! So I don't get it up Cover it up! or face an acid attack Your skirt’s so short your skirt’s so short you’re just asking to be raped With heels so high. You can not run, there’s no way for you to escape You’re nothing but a walking sin bringing out the Devil within I can’t advert my eyes my lust will be your demise So cover it up! So I don't get it up Cover it up! or face an acid attack
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Winner Take All Well this is it! it’s just you and me and the last one standing writes the history if there’s only one story, there’s only one tale then there’s only one side if you don’t breathe, then you don’t talk a body can’t say I lied Winner Take All and I can say what I want you won’t contradict me cause I’m the last one standing and I write your history I’ll make you the villian as for me, of course I’m the hero no one’s the wiser, no one will question only my side they’ll know Winner Take All This thing is going down It’s where I stand my ground Only the winner is gonna walk resonable doubt is what it’s all about because dead men don’t talk Winner Take All

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Recorded by Jim Diamond at Ghetto Recorders in Detroit, MI
on April 14-15, 2014
minus9@flyingbomb.com

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Andrew Claydon—Vocals, Bass
Steve Marton—Drums

Guest vocals on “Worst Case in Utero” by the Devil & Adrienne Berry

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released May 31, 2015

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Minus9 Ypsilanti, Michigan

Drum and Bass Hardcore/grindcore/thrashmetal/crossover and back again. We scream songs about: Hate, war, death, corruption, ignorance, torture, kidnapping, genocide, religion, death. Did we mention death? cause there's a lot of it.

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