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Kennedy James McClendon
Songwriter:in
Samuel Knapp
Songwriter:in
Gabriella Devine
Songwriter:in
Letra
Santiago
Suelta los perros
De la guerra
I'd be careful if I were you
You don't know who you're messing with
I know I seem like a real nice guy
But when you catch me on the fly
I got you splickety-rickety
And I'll dissolve the case
If you're looking for the Kennedys
You lost that race
I'm debaser, dissolver
Master of none
And if you catch me in the hallway
With the barrel of a gun
That's the way it is
That's the way it is
Don't get all difficult
Honey, you chose this
Get me four 32s and a pack of shorts
I'm a real nice guy
Best jester in the court
Welcome to the bad place
Everybody knows you're here
Slip inside the old ways
Punctuate your life with fear
Come on, join our company
Let your visions go
On and on, below the seas
What every dead man knows
Hello, thank you for your call
The Department of Motor Vehicles
Has an approximate wait time
Of 45 thousand minutes today
Come on, what do you mean?
I don't got time for this
I'm a very busy guy
If you blink, babe, you might miss
I said I wasn't, and I wasn't
Either way, you would have done it
There's just no way to win
'Cause you're allergic to reason
Prone to cough lies
And see the world through your own fucked tint
Don't kaze, don't listen
Don't cut me off when I say
"These boots were made for
Walkin' off your insufferable ways"
Welcome to the bad place
Everybody knows you're here
Slip inside the old ways
Punctuate your life with fear
Come on, join our company
Let your visions go
On and on, below the seas
What every dead man knows
Santiago
Suelta los perros
De la guerra
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