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Text: Transplants. Haunted Cities. Madness.


[Chorus]
Madness! ... Madness!

This is pure madness that were talkin about
pure madness on tandum
This is pure madness that were talking about and I cant believe they wont do anything

[Rob]
We gonna have to get em up
they gonna have to get me off
And u win some you lose some
so take this as loss
And cause mother fuck smiles
dont mean that mother fuckers soft
Im laughing all the while
while they come to hall you off
I got the powers got my powder
cops is casin the scene
Thats how it goes somthin in me steady chasin the green
Its strictly cash only basis, but ur diggin in your chest
lets fuck em out everybody where its mutual respect

[Chorus]

[Rob]
Skinhead rob fuck a bitch
No I never gave a shit
Good or bad present or past
no I never save a bitch
Suck I dick I need a down bitch one that aint ????
One thats down to hold my work and plus u need to get them off me
Shes the baddest, I mean baddest bitch thats up in the club
same one thats in the parking lot reload the snug
Thats the one who get my love
and you cant call it what u want
Or if that bitch is down to ride
thats the bitch them imma fuck

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[Rob]
Im from the west coast best coast
pump in the trench coat
Nothing like columbine everybody gets smoked
herd that I got smoked naw alls I gots smokes
Best mary jane right down to the rock cove
A big ???? broke take em to the river
had to drop a tall can, I was fuckin up my liver
Yet still I deliver like the first of 15
and I still make you quiver like your first 16

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