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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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2. |
Green Inferno
01:45
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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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3. |
Coddler
01:19
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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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4. |
Exhaust Huffer
01:21
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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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5. |
Small Box
01:28
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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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6. |
Salmon
01:34
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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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7. |
Potter’s Field
00:24
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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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8. |
Get in the Hand Basket
02:20
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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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9. |
Harvest
01:45
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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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10. |
Wal*Mart Arms
00:54
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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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11. |
Implosion
01:28
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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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12. |
Staring at a Screen
01:29
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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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13. |
Eat Your Children
01:46
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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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14. |
6-6-2
00:33
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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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15. |
Redacted
01:19
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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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17. |
Worse Case in Utero
01:48
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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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18. |
Acid Attack
02:01
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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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19. |
Winner Take All
01:47
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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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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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