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Jun 2015
Up in Appalachia they say,
Don't drink the water here.
The rashes on my body aren't enough
to stop my shower beer.
I've been drunk for days,
so ****** thirsty from the green I smoke.
If this all makes you nervous,
have a sip and take a ****.
They say,
they're sending help to all us
deep up in the mountains.
They can keep their water
if they bring me 40 ounces,
'cuz everyday's a party
gettin high on toxic fumes!
Hey Freedom Industries,
just keep doin what you're doin.
This was written after a bunch of my pals around town started a rap group called The Masqueraders and let me be part of it. Everyone brought a mask, or otherwise significant symbol, and everyone wrote in their respective personas. Mine was Knome: little lady-killer, perfectly designed to steal ya girl. Masqueraders was some of the most fun I've ever had. I learned so much about writing and drinking beers that don't taste good.Β Β This was archived, after so, too, were The Masqueraders. Our area's water supply was affected by a pretty major chemical spill. The emergency response was underwhelming. The company responsible was negligent. Masqueraders masked up for the occasion.
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