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Welcome to the heart
Of the mild midwest
A city second to none
In a state of unrest
Darkness dawns upon
This great city of lights
Blood flows through the streets
From the victims of the
Diners, drive-ins, drive-bys
Lose your lives over a large order of fries
Stay inside, citywide
As the bullets begin to fly
Invading our home
To feed us their disease
We crave and beg for more
Til we're morbidly obese
Fast Food
Pushers
In our neighborhoods
Turf Wars
Bloodshed
Victims fall to
Diners, drive-ins, drive-bys
These deep-fried homocides grow super-sized
Step outside, run and hide
As bullets hail from the sky
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You know I keep it real
You know I keep it fresh
We be chilling below 40 degrees
You know we're gonna party
You know we're gonna smash
But I hope you're also looking to freeze
Whats cooler than cool?
Ice cold
And you know I got plenty of room
So hit me up soon
Come meet your doom
My cooler becomes your tomb
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The Scene is Dead
02:10
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Come out to the show tonight
And get to know the scene
You're from the burbs
And you just turned 19
Those guys seem fun online
They love to mosh and drink
You're buddies for tonight
Yet those dudes are not who you think
The scene is dead
It's just like high school
All over again
Another popularity contest
With no fucking end
Kiss ass to those you dont like
Just to get ahead
Thought I was making friends
But I have been mislead
The scene is dead
Apologist, fakes, and hypocrites
Pour their 40's on your shallow grave
Prayer candles on the sidewalk
Another victim of the game
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Shut up, you stupid cunt
Your sense of self don't turn me on
Wanna be one of the boys?
On your knees you have no choice
Let's hangout
I'll hit you up
Slide into your DM's
Giving false
Respect to you
Until the very end
Let's be friends
We got your back
Except it's all pretend
We'll cross the line
Many times
Our homeboys we'll defend
Beat me black and blue
While we mansplain to you
He was always cool to me
Hashtag, me too
Think with your dick
Express yourself with your fists
Punching holes in the wall
Take a Gillette to your wrist
Fuck you, you stupid bitch
Leave your body in a ditch
Boys dont cry, so wipe your face
Choke on all the toxic waste
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I know your dad
He throws down hard
I've seen your dad
He makes it an art
Who needs a wife and kids?
With moves like this
2-step dad
Growing up hating him, what a shame
Truth be told you're just the same
Keep talking shit and chasing clout
Running from life just to run your mouth
A serious lack of hugs
Has lead to booze and hard drugs
Kids lose their dads to serious shit
And you just lost yours to the pit
Like daddy, like son
Avoiding work's worth the bit of fun
2-step dad
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Flat Earth Crisis
00:54
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Nasa is hiding
the giant wall of ice
Let me tell you something
I have some advice
FLAT EARTH CRISIS
Scientific studies
Claim the planet is a globe
They've done their research
but what the fuck do they know
FLAT EARTH CRISIS
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GMO
03:01
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Stomach shaking
Tummy aching
This extensive
Experimentation
Has led to a dangerous
Chemical alteration
A truly gruesome genetic
Combination
Creates a ghastly
Genetic mutation
Born underground
Concieved in a lab
It infects everyone that it can
GMO
Your guts come to life
As they rip you apart
Eating up all of your friends
GMO
Vitals waking
Entrails escaping
Your loins are suffering
Strange sensations
Kidneys and the liver
Inducing lacerations
You're just the first course for these
concious creations
A snack to be for the
Internal aberrations
Born underground
Concieved in a lab
It infects everyone that it can
GMO
Your guts come to life
As they rip you apart
Eating up all of your friends
GMO
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Pinches gabachos
No la hacen de pedo
Por no hablar ingles
Ya quisieran tener
El talento de
Eugenio Derbez
Hijos de puta
Valen verga
Ustedes son mierda
La gente latina
Somos fuertes
Pero estos republicanos
Nos quieren afuera
Tu estereotipo
Me la pela
Ese muro
Valió verga
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Tragic School Bus
02:19
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80 in a 30, my teacher at the wheel
Hold on to your butts or nausea u will feel
I should have stayed home and called in sick
No, it's not a normal field trip
Cause there's no permission slips
Our teacher is a suspect of this very awful crime
Now we're headed to the border and running out of time
A bus full of weapons, hard drugs, and fake cash
Swerving in and out of traffic tryng not to crash
Tragic
Tragic School bus
Shooting through the windows the glass hits the floor
Just like OJ simpson back in 1994
Sit down! Shut up! There's a road block up ahead
Seat belts everyone cause this could be the end
Tragic
Tragic School bus
No need to take attendance
Cause everybody's dead
I really wish I would have just walked
My ass to school instead
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Nothing Else Splatters
00:18
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Speeding down N. Lake St.
With no regard for human life
Splayed across your windshield
With zero witnesses in sight
I've become a hit and run
Viscera from hood to trunk
And nothing else splatters
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Hook-Up Culture Club
00:46
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Which are you? Dom or Sub?
It's the Hookup Culture Club
We both swiped right, so lets meet up
I'll even bring my gun
I had a blast, how 'bout you?
Our blood begins to spew
So now that you've been fucked and fed
Together in a ditch we wind up dead
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Another night
Another show
Time to pack my shit and go
I've been doing this for way too long
My body just isn't as strong
My doctor says I need to give it up
But my body still wants to try
Cuz I'm much too old to mosh
But I'm far too young to die
Shattered joints
When I step
Through the door
Broken bones
As I hit
The dance floor
It's alright
It's ok
Just need a day to regenerate
My body should be six feet deep
But my spirit wont let me sleep
They told me I have no pulse
Yet I'm still so full of life
Cuz I'm much too old to mosh
But I'm far too young to die
Rotting flesh
Decomposition
Setting in
Tendons rip
Deterioration
Can begin
Osteo-
Porosis
Bones to dust
Erectile
Dysfunction
Lack of blood
Decompose
Year after year
This body breaks down
Flesh melting off
As I move to the sound
Organs and tissue
Ripping and tearing
My stench fills the room
As the music is blaring
I feel great
I feel fine
In fact, I've never felt so alive
My bones have turned to goo
But I still throw down harder than you
Fetid, festering and worn out
Engulfed in a swarm of flies
Cuz I'm much too old to mosh
But I'm far too young to die
Rotting flesh
Decomposition
Setting in
Tendons rip
Deterioration
Can begin
Shattered joints
When I step
Through the door
Broken bones
As I hit
The dance floor
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I used to be a metalhead
Mom, I swear its not a phase
But now I found a new trend
Mom, I swear its not a phase
I listened to The Cure once
Mom, I swear its not a phase
Now I'm like, goth AF
Mom, I swear its not a phase
What will be the next craze
I think I'm into shoegaze
Mom I swear it is not a phase
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Confection Infection
00:48
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He is the
Sweetest man around
Confection infection
Taste his sweet treats
When you're in town
Confection infection
Festering wounds
A fever setting in
He'll sneeze and cough
No sanitation
Seeping pus
On the malignant mix
As mucus drips
Cross contamination
The king of cakes
Prince of pastries
Premiere chocolatier
You crave my sweets
But you should also fear
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The suburbs just ain't the place for me
I gotta go I gotta leave
Everyone in this kingdom sucks
The princess said she hates my guts
The prophecy foretold the day
When everything would be ok
And now there is no going back
To my parent's house in the cul-du-sac
And so now im like, on a quest
Body and mind put to the test
But everything is still a bummer
And I still miss when we hungout last summer
But prophecy foretold the day
When you'd make everything ok
And save our town from all shitty food
And now I gotta slay some evil dude?
Pizza eagle flying high
Soaring beneath a mozzarella sky
On pepperoni wings
Following your dreams
The dish is deep but dont look back
One day you'll reign supreme
Chase your destiny
Protector of the cheese
Pizza eagle flying high
Soaring beneath a mozzarella sky
On pepperoni wings
Following your dreams
The rent is due but dont look back
One day you'll reign supreme
Chase your destiny
Keeper of the 7 cheese
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That was the intro riff and now we start the verse
240 bpm and I'm yelling words
Listen to me yelling, I'm yelling into the mic
This is my fourteenth take and I hope I get it right
Here's the first riff, from the intro
A variation much, heavier and slow
Nevermind, now 2-step, to this juicy part
Thanks, now listen up! Verse 2 is about to start
Although we're in a studio now recording what you hear
We hope you enjoy the end product entering your ears
You may have bought a copy or streaming it online
But we really hope you're moshing
If you're hearing this song live
Gang Vocals
Gang Vocals
Hi, I'm some dude they asked
To be a featured vocalist on this song
I'm not a member of this band
So my lines won't be very long
I dont know or care what
This song is actually about
Are they fans of mine
Or just doing it all for the clout?
Our name is Smash Potater thank you for your time
Follow us on instagram give our Facebook page a like
If you want to know some more try to Google search
But please don't forget to go and buy some fucking merch
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Gravii
04:48
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Thicc and rich like gravii
We got a squad like the navy
Ya'll mothafuckaz fugazi
Come around here, you end up like Swayze
Thicc and rich like gravii
We get more income than Jay-Z
Killin 'em off like Scorsese
I tried to rhyme but I got too lazy
Allan:
Yo girl in da whip
My house I'ma drive her
She says "hurry up,
I can't wait much longer"
her head on my lap
With the drinks right beside her
12 majestic lies
As her hand slides up my thigh
My Left hand on da wheel
And my Right had on da wheel too
Told this girl to sit up straight
Cause I'm a safe driver
My condition prestine
I take my pizza supreme
Mis tacos con sour cream
Rearranged her guts but not the spleen
I'm a Helpless necromantic
With the resume to prove it
Smash financially secure
And we ain't afraid to show it
On an impossible mission
Believe that, non-fiction
How this have 7 grams of fat
And still have no nutrition
Eddie:
Gettin crispy like fried chicken
Ask for seconds finger licking
Giving sloppy toppy in ma jalopy
Trust me boi this aint a hobby
Our army of darkness is fancy
Squad practicing necromancy
Fake mothafuckaz wanna hate us
Want Smash back on hiatus
You be lookin delicious
And I bet that ass is nutritious
Vegan, gluten-free, non-gmo
I'd say this meal is auspicious
Private jets to an expensive buffet
I know a few in Marseilles
Let me dig in, that ass is gourmet
Shit, I bet it taste like creme brule
Don't really mind tryna make out
But yo ass straight up lookin like take out
The only drive-bys that we gonna do
We pullin off in the drive-thru
We eating burritos in luxury cars
Living on mars eatin dat steak tartar
I got a spaceship, now lemme see yours
Fine dining and caviars
We got high fashion
Prime objective is smashin
Wearing expensive vampire clothes
We out here all night sucking on toes
Take your ass out on a date
I got too much on my plate
Ask the garcon, can I get it to go
Have sloppy seconds at my place
At the Versaci hibachi
It's open for business
The sushi is Gucci
Assisting the thiccness & riches
My neighborhood lookin like hades
Pullin up in a Mercedes
Granting citizenship to mexican babies
Grilling up brats on a yacht
From the Fox River to the Euphrates
Like an everflowing stream of gravii
Oscar:
Thicc and Rich like gravii
Tasty, throw it on a dutch Puff Pastry
Gravii be thicc and brown just like me
Drinking with the crew, Arizona ice tea
Yeah we smash in this bitch
And we stay reppin it,
If we see you talkin shit, we will see you in the pit
We dont like hypocrites, who support a piece of shit
Riffs like king, whip like cream
You are not a part of my team
Fuck the scene, fuck your dreams
And your fuckin self esteem
Stay away from my crew
Cause we seein straight through you
Breakin thru, in the stu
Smash potater's after you
When we eat its buffet, theres no any other way.
We stay lit, we stay thicc, we just want a raging pit
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Smash Potater Aurora, Illinois
Spicy Crossover Thrash from Aurora, IL
We put the “GORE” in GOURMET
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