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Locked and Loaded
02:38
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You locked us up threw away the key
Well that's the American Dream
Obviously never included me
No chance in hell for security
Now I'm locked and loaded
And I'm ready for war
Cover it up so we can't see\
Protect and serve your community
Your weapon's drawn before emergencies
Unlucky motherfucker turned enemy
Now I'm locked and loaded
And I'm ready for war
Say their names
Say their names
Say their names
Say their names
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2. |
Born to be Buried
01:59
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Hell, back in the day when we first met
Saved me from day one, I won't forget
The only soul in the world that I trusted
Called down to the office you got busted
Pop pills
Steal cash
Shoot up
You get trashed
The good shit
It don't last
You're born to be buried
Burned down churches and B&E
Now you're back in the can for robbery
Got out last June at age 30
Well none of that matters, you just OD'd
Pop pills
Steal cash
Shoot up
You get trashed
The good shit
It don't last
You're born to be buried
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Rip til' you RIP
01:58
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Skate & Destroy
Don't be afraid
Shred 'til your dead
Lying in the grave
R-I-P 'til you R.I.P
Skate & Destroy
Don't ever stop
Slide 'til your dead
Bop "til you drop
R-I-P 'til you R.I.P
Skate & Destroy
Don't be a scab
Shred 'til your dead
Faked 'til you grasp
R-I-P 'til you R.I.P
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4. |
Poor Judgement
03:03
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In the gallery
Chugging my whiskey
Red lights burning bright
Waiting on Jimmy
It's only 3 a.m.
I'm waiting on my friends
Red lights burning bright
And we're at it again
Late night
Bar fight
We're not alright
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5. |
Drop Dead
03:50
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Drop dead
Weight's pressed down on me
Drop dead
Soul's leaving your body
I know what you're asking for
You're crying out for more
Just do what you're told
Give me your soul, I'll give you life
Giving it up, it'll be alright
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6. |
Uncontrollable Thinking
03:00
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My head's taking a toll on me
Uncontrollable thinking, anxiety
How do I keep it from killing me
Why can't I shake that entity
Because I'm losing my mind
Body's aching, out of time
Feel it creeping up on me
No I don't have the energy
Got no control of what I see
I'm just a land-walking submarine
Impossible to focus on anything
You know what I mean
Life means nothing
I'm losing my mind
Body's aching, out of time
Feel it creeping up on me
No I don't have the energy
I can't stop shaking
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Crime Line Norfolk, Virginia
Loud, fast, snotty rock and roll from the upstanding citizens that brought you Norfolk Nightmares, Great Dismal Swamis, Larchmont Trash, Constrictor, and the Lousy Savages.
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