Realname - Phuck Em lyrics

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Realname - Phuck Em lyrics

[Verse 1: Teether] I put an end to the burning truck Swerving past peace saying "this is where you f**ed up" Out for lunch quick as hell with that mach punch Snapping bones, floods begin to fill em all in one crunch Another missed call, ring em back, I had a hunch I didn't want to speak with 'em, and with good reason Fools so baffled when I'm hanging up, fleeing But cats are hungry out there when it's too birds season Spiels burning inward from the ears to the dome Spielberging visions 'til the cows come home The whole night I've been weeded and on no-doz To stop the dreams coming, gotta realise I have no hope Existential crisis in a rental whip with no more tyres left 'cause I stray from the goals when absent minded, skidding Spinning, faded, vomit, sh** What the f** is this? I smoke too damn much and hope that more blunts will fix it [Verse 2: Realname] Fishes, scaling every whale in the district Dishes, painted for the maggots when they visit Misses, pissed as kidney stones when I'm in sydney stoned Missing christmas going to a show without tickets I got a car that won't drive still I sit in the seat And get high till I'm drifting asleep L plater p'd off growing up in a neighbour hood That wasn't great but good enough to raise a hoodlum in Giving up what I could've been looking at spitting Like a sugar stick like s** at it and bump it Puffing a trumpet in the face of the public Embarra**ed by my pa**ions by my hobbies and habits A skeleton with a pot belly I'm hungry and famished And I ain't done till the damage is Only begun in these parameters f** em, a couple amateurs Waving a gun at a canvas I ain't done till the damage is (f** ‘em!) [Outro: Teether / Realname] When in peril, do as the spirits do Staring at my grave but my form is too cynical My head is pointless, gutter-stomp my chest Take a hint, you can open cans but i can take a hit, hitiful Split riddles so clinical I got my whole mind worried 'bout my net value How you, ever gonna shake ‘em like f** em How you ever gonna scape it like f** em (f** em)

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