Kill The Fake Seshoofeat Uzumaki lyrics

puppet on a string
what do you bring, nothin
everybodies looking for a quick buck
and vbuffin the dick of the powers that be
not 28D, conplacency is not my style
as you can see, fuck it that`s not me
it`s like every time I turn on the box
I gotta watch another
manufactured band that sucks cock
gotta listen to suckers who
don`t know diddley squat
dance steps in their reps
and no props go out to slop
it`s not fresh

I got my shit down on the road
shoot yourself in the foot when you`re
talkin out your sphincter, boy
just another toy
and climbing out of the box
you don`t write shit but you`re convinced
your shit rocks

now you don`t write nothing
leave it up to your puppeteers
you better hope it sells now
cause give it two years
another humdurm throw away
is what it becomes
a massive debt that someones got to pay
at the end of the short day
can`t sell a record because
you`re so wak
you could sell your soul
can`t deal with the payback
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