White Trash Hardcore Rock n' Roll Fuck you!
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Hua, come on!
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Here we go!
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There's no way out.
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I got some kind of hate,
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I got some kind of hate, some hate
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I got some kind of hate and I hate the whole human race.
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I got some kind of hate,
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I got some kind of hate, some hate
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I got some kind of hate and I hate the mother fucking human race.
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So let's go...
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Oh yeah!
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Y'know I got some bad ideas burning deep in my black heart.
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Well, evil is as evil's gonna do now
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Y'know I try to do my part. .. HA HA!
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And I'm a time bomb tickin'... BOOM!
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I been tickin' to the sounds of the rock and roll... OH NO!
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I think I'm gonna explode... OH NO!
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I THINK I'M GONNA EXPLODE!
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You call me anti-social, well you're fucking right!
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'Cause I hate this goddamned world and everything inside
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and every one inside.
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You call me anti-social, well you're fucking right!
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'Cause I hate this mother fucking world and every mother fucker in sight!
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I got some kind of hate for the human race.
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I never found a place in the human race...
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Maybe it's too late for the human race.
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I never found a place in the human race...
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Sometimes I wish I could just turn my back and run.
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Just turn my back and run away.
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Sometimes I feel like I just gotta gotta get a gun
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and reach the top of the world my own way...
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Some Kind of Hate
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| Blood For Blood |
