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Trash

by Voodoo Trash

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1.
please don't feed the fire you gon feel the burn please don't feed the fire you gon feel the burn do you ever feel the rage? and then you feel the flames as the fire burns in your heart feel the pain you want to complain you want to exclaim you want to say fuck em all again and again you got to find ya reasons not to release demons soaking em all in diesel watching em burn they're evil the fuck is up with people too many people shit is what they equal stick em in a deep hole we need a little recourse need a little remorse for taking this world they fucked it like a cheap whore filled it full of C-4 watching how we breed war now the world's on fire but we can let it bleed more never stoke the flames, cook up the fire or provoke the pain, or look up to liars it's the end of our days the message portrayed nothing we can do just step into flames please don't feed the fire you gon feel the burn please don't feed the fire you gon feel the burn you don't wanna mess with me cos i let this heat delete the thieves from my checklist let me direct this straight to ya neck this... will leave nothing for a team of detectives wearing a mask like ya virus infected arrive at the scene and we leave undetected alive and i'm mean, snap quick like electric hectic, ready steady get ya head split metrics, can't measure me with them shits kill everybody then i sit and watch netflix just chillin like a villain for a minute then i pop a pill and i'll be dancing like an idiot head spinning like a motherfucking fidget if i'm not with it then i raise a middle digit petrol, huff it from the can and then I spill it zippo, open it, strike it and flick it please don't feed the fire you gon feel the burn please don't feed the fire you gon feel the burn
2.
Critical 02:14
ra don't get physical ra you're too critical ra don't get physical ra you're too critical kick blam through the kitchen door wickedness in store pots and pans hit the floor carbon steel like my gall i'm a ball of lightning ready for striking rest of the staff lookin at me all frightened time slows down but my senses all heighten right in the middle is the chef who has slighted me you're so not full of it now are you? i can see back back back ra don't get physical ra you're too critical ra don't get physical ra you're too critical he's looking all around scrambling for an escape throws a fork towards my face and when it miss he tries a plate then a potato this a-hole started launching graters then hides behind david the last remaining waiter to quote your favourite statement "do not test my patience" i'm coming to get you now get the fuck out of my way david i'm raging and pacing and if you want to evade it get back back back back ra don't get physical ra you're too critical ra don't get physical ra you're too critical back bbbbbback bound to bring it back get em back back move em back gotta get em back going ham, slam, kick a man, kick him in his back br-br-break a back crack, look at that take a pic of that back the sickest twat sick of all the crap saying die-die-diggy-die take you off map (bye) fly fly piggy fly gotta run and hide i'll be back back back back ra don't get physical ra you're too critical ra don't get physical ra you're too critical
3.
Very Heavy 02:46
living with it always itching deal with it my addiction very scary very heavy very cold like february ben and jerry's I got the lemon jelly i'm coming first place you come in secondary find a pot of gold i find the treasure buried gotta lug it home cos it's very heavy move to the bass and groove to the bass boom da da ba ba boom da da bass come from afar still hearing the bass have no earthly fear of the bass hear from space, spear to the face thump to the chest, ear full of waves rumble da place making it shake getting so late, keep me awake on the toppa toppa toppa top of ma game im rocking this metropa-troppa-tropolis in the rain and i'm hopping-hopping districts this tricks in the vein that i make a bass riff that'll stick in ya brain get it locked get it very very heavy what is up? getting everybody merry never stop get it very very heavy got the berry berry berry and it's very very smelly from da clouds who wanna get buried? bring it now cos it's very very heavy from da clouds who wanna get buried? bring it now cos it's very very heavy very heavy very very heavy very heavy very very heavy very heavy very very heavy from da clouds who wanna get buried? chillin wiv it always illing look at me like a villain smile back very heavy golden glow legendary see me dancing it's like kev and perry lock and load rock a show very heavy no petty bevvy this is dark stuff get very heavy doing dark stuff jump on a beat that's pumping the car raising the bar while spraying a bar slaying the bar, I aint at a bar cos they cos they, they aint got a bar 9-9-9 bars i'll be needing come get a beating, suffer the deep end dip dip dip dip run to my people bringing em bringing em something evil the evilest huh? well the wraith is on your block no drop top i copped, i ichabod the crop skimming off ya mop, just a little off the top i chop rocks, i fox, i out-sly the lot get it locked get it very very heavy what is up? getting everybody merry never stop get it very very heavy got the berry berry berry and its very very smelly from da clouds who wanna get buried? bring it now cos it's very very heavy from da clouds who wanna get buried? bring it now cos it's very very heavy very heavy very very heavy very heavy very very heavy very heavy very very heavy from da clouds who wanna get buried?
4.
Lullaby 02:04
Come and find me Under the apple tree You'll come to see you'll discover gravity oh sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby a sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby a sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby a sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby Come all this way when I say; it's the power it's unobtainable sweet never sour you long for flavour a taste of the power it's unobtainable sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby a sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby a sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby a sweet song sweet song lullaby lullaby sweet song lullaby sweet song lullaby
5.
What I Want 04:09
What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want Yo chill out relax Roll one up Cos this cola's stacked What's going on? We're holding bags You know what's up We do golden dabs Never gonna stop You can't hold me back Go over the top Now this bowl is packed You don't me and I don't know you Then we smoke weed And it's less confused We get together And we blaze forever All of this life And again in heaven Maybe it's not real But you know what's real? Me getting high And trying to chill So many flavours I pop in a zoot Summer cold breeze And a tropical fruit So many keys Me and murky been through So many more And you know that's the truth What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want I wanna go get high I wanna roll on by I wanna go right now I wanna slow right down Don't wanna see you die Don't wanna sow that lie I wanna go right now I wanna slow right down I wanna slow right down What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want Yo pass out to the rhythm of this Wake up bake up get silly with it Ice bong to the song get chilly with it Smoke up til it's gone no diggy diggy Sat either in my chair or somewhere over there Maybe in the car see me rolling fast Top gear the police are not here Been searched enough times to develop cop fear I fucking hate em cunts messing with my shit All i wanna do is have some medicine in spliffs So be ready for this hit got an ounce of the best Banana kush got me pounding my chest My mum hears this and she feels let down So light one up mum and pass it around What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want What's it gonna be? Oh what's it gonna be Oh I don't think you see Baby listen this is what I want I wanna go get high I wanna roll on by I wanna go right now I wanna slow right down Don't wanna see you die Don't wanna sow that lie I wanna go right now I wanna slow right down slow right down I wanna slow right down slow right down

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released August 13, 2021

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