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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stefan Burnett
Stefan Burnett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Hill
Zach Hill
Songwriter
Andy Morin
Andy Morin
Songwriter
Stefan Burnett
Stefan Burnett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Morin
Andy Morin
Producer
Zach Hill
Zach Hill
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hot shit, cold shit
Okay, motherfucker, let's do this
Came to make it, band sawed off, razor edge, maintained looseness
Comin' through, again, again conduit
Why them hands wave so, high to it
[Verse 2]
Wild fire through your city
Wild fire through your, whip me
Into lightning two, can't hit three
Strikes dug out, dated, fools no dig me
End beat limbo, baba spittin'
Blood in slo-mo, la, la chimney
[Verse 3]
Warholian nightmare, storm the gates
25-8, twelve-gauge, punk weight
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight (Out your flesh, out your flesh, out your)
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight (Out your flesh, out your flesh, out your)
[Verse 4]
Stick and move, leave no proof
Discard directly after use
Forensics on that wild goose
Follow my footprints into loops
[Verse 5]
'Cause I'm too high, too high
'Cause I'm too high, too high
Feel like I'm never, ever gonna come down
Scale Richter, punk weight of this sound
Scale Richter, punk weight of this sound
[Verse 6]
Down break, dead space and make it drop
To the street beneath your ghetto box
Slap the beat till the floorboards crack
'Neath the weight of this lick, step back
[Verse 7]
Off in the rhythm like Beta in the bong
Gotta give 'em, make 'em sway like palms
In the wind, my lip blow mic spray kyrlon
25-8, till the break of dawn
[Verse 8]
War, war
[Verse 9]
Guerilla bass, straight from the trenches
Posers impales on picket fences
How to rest your head in roach-infested basements
And smoke punk weight for breakfast
Chop shop lifted, bump till the tape deck break
Ask Samo how he flipped that material girl's
As zydeco copper kettles
Liquor store, sellin' singles
Mug shots out, to my people
Rollin' I double I spread eagle
How flow, then spit evil
[Verse 10]
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight (Out your flesh, out your flesh, out your)
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight
25-8, punk weight (Out your flesh, out your flesh, out your)
[Verse 11]
War, war
Written by: Andy Morin, Stefan Burnett, Zach Hill

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