1. |
Rising Load
01:47
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Late at night when I’m alone
And I get that funky funky feeling
There is no time for questions
I feel my rising load
There is no time for answers
I feel my rising load
I feel the pressure building
You will feel my rising load
This is my only me time
My moment for self-love
There is no time for questions
I feel my rising load
There is no time for answers
I feel my rising load
I feel the pressure building
You will feel my rising load
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2. |
Urban Gorilla
01:00
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Trapped in this fucking cage
Caught in the snares of man
Locked up to entertain
This sick fucking society
Trapped in this fucking cage
Taken from the African heart
Shout out to our boy Bokito
Shoulda snapped her neck
Like a fucking Dorito
Shout out to our boy Harambe
You were with us, but could not be bae
The sound of the urban gorilla
The cries of the urban gorilla
The screams of the urban gorilla
Drown away in the morning mists
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3. |
Wicky Leaks
01:27
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Got my lunchbox
Packed in my bag
Heading out of the door
Going off on my way
An orange, a sandwich
And the highlight of my day
All wrapped up
and neatly packed away
But then I discovered,
To my dismay
Such a terrible horror
What a horrible terror
My fucking juicebox leaked
And now Im not
Im not okay
MY WICKY LEAKS
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4. |
Playground Hustler
01:01
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Even back in highschool
We were the fucking shit bro
We sold fake joints at school
And everyone thought we were cool
We hustle everyday
Just like we did in school
The girls still fucking hate us
The guys still want to be us
They’re shit out of luck
But our prices are still great
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5. |
Narco Borsato
01:51
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I can hear the screaming
in my head in the night
Pushing, and pulling,Pumping and boiling
They chased me here,
And the drugs don't help me anymore
Like thieves in the night
We are the spectre that is haunting your mind
We incite & conspire
To burn up the soul, to tear up the flesh
Abandon all hope
The fire inside will burn through the night
Consume your soul
Rip you apart and blacken the sky
The drugs don’t help
The voices get louder and louder
My saltrubbed eyes strain to see the light
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6. |
Geeren & Goren
00:22
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Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
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THERE’S NO DJ
IN DJ-ONKO
ONLY LIARS
AND THIEVES
What a fucking surprise
Another band that lies
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8. |
Agatha's Dames Kleding
01:00
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How cool
Is this
You name your store
After Agothacles
Oh fuck me
I was wrong
They dont sell records
Just clothes for plussized chicks
Agatha’s
Dames Kleding
Not
Agothacles
Fuck this place
Fuck this town
I thought they had cool vinyl
But they dont
Its just clothes
For plussized chicks
What the shit
Fuck this place
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9. |
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Abuse your body
The flesh is weak
Abuse your mind
You don’t use it anyway
Steal your grandma’s pills
Sell them to your friends
And party all fucking day
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10. |
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Fuzzy doggo comrade
Blasted off into space to die
For the MADness of man
We will not forget you
Laika
Didn’t Die
For Nothing
Suffocated and burned
Her body blasted apart
Upon reentry
The true cost of progress
Splattered in the atmosphere
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I would slit my throat
I would hang myself
But I’m just a goddamn
Coward
And so I just smoke cigarettes
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DJ-ONKO Rotterdam, Netherlands
The Netherlands' Worst Grindcore Band. DJ-Onko has no redeeming factors. Neither does your shitty band so suck it.
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