Am I beaten?, you better funk me up!)
Think of a spot walkin' itself to the widest white it finds
Looks like I'm doomed for real suffering oh shit amma victim of a passion play
oh mama come!
(fuck) I'm only able to crawl for the next few days
I'll be battered, beat through out like a slave Not me, not me
Not me, not me
This scum is damn rotten This scum, no, it can't beat me And no, I won't surrender, I'll beat it with tons of
I won't eat any healthy stuff
pure whiskey inside my body, I will keep it starving,
oh, my dear booze, it's like magic, seems like
a spot won't last
its million legs will run and fast
I don't need it's part, I'll make it rot Not me, not me
Not me, not me
This scum is damn rotten This scum, no, it can't beat me
(Scum! Run!) Yo man, the spot is gone, wonder how my good
remedy worked
I'm supposed to feel well, I should, but I can't tell
somewhere hiding, getting bigger, silently, violently
oh gosh. cancer is here, cancer is everywhere!
what if it's still there, whati if it's still inside, Not me, not me
This scum is damn rotten Not me, not me
This scum, no, it can't beat me
I am dying of this scum! This is fucking boring!.
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