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Feb 2013
Gone Gonzo's not an insult it's a way to live
It's an impulse and a spirit and the ******* don't give
It's a life and a love and a heart attack
It's about no regret and never looking back
It's the kindred spirit you met in Seoul
It's the voice inside that screams *******!
It's a kiss and a coffin and a knife in the back
It's seven pounds of *******
It's never going back
It's ******* rhymes while you can barely see
Why you writing
"OOOH LOOK AT ME"
It's despair, it's desire
It's through these diatribes I enact my demise
A drunk-*** kid, a broke-*** town
Who even gives a **** if I get out?
Drugs and drunks and ***** and *****
And ****** and Doors and "**** THE LAW"'s
From kids in clothes I can't even afford
It's like our childhood lost it's passion
No Vietnam or Thatherism
What war on drugs no drugs just war
Is there a thing I ain't already saw?
Information's up but stocks is down
There any life left in this town?
There any heart or there any soul
Or that just another thing those ******* stole
And no I don't mean "the MAN"
I mean those ***** you call your friends
So smoke some drugs
Look out for yourself
**** some ladies
****, **** some men
Now write it all down
**** it all *****
rusty shacks
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rusty shacks  dumpster baby
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