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6up 5oh Cop Out Pro Con

Will Wood And The Tapeworms

Six-up, five-oh, pigs come, I cop nā€™ go
The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos
Good luck finding critters creepy as me. They shoulda fried me, Iā€™ll give ya PTSD
Vodka shots droppinā€™ down the throat they been stompinā€™ on
Cockinā€™ guns, lockinā€™ up, the quotas all for shock nā€™ awe
Drivinā€™s tirinā€™, and I been hot-wirinā€™ to make my get away from the jailbreak riot and
Cellmates scrapinā€™ upon the bricks in the basement
Tryinā€™ to escape this probation generation- too late!
Crazy fuckersā€™ gotta do the time
Committed to the mental ward, committing all the crimes
Iā€™m alive and kickinā€™ till the split ends fray
Maybe plead insane, guilty, but Iā€™m not to blame!
Iā€™m a slave to the main vein, sprayinā€™ on the mainframe
Suffering the infrastructure, hoping I can maintain!

Oh how I know how I go how I go. Ask me a question the answer I know
Yes or no options donā€™t weigh out and so; I donā€™t ever see the cons and the pros

You bare a striking resemblance
Some kind of semblance of somethinā€™ I been rememberinā€™
You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go!
Please policeman- is it a test? I wonā€™t know till Iā€™m under arrest

The drunk-tankā€™s blood red. Junkieā€™s gonna relapse
Some think punkā€™s dead, me I donā€™t believe that
Rock nā€™ roll gatherinā€™ the moss till I be that lichen-coated boulder, make you slip, Bust your kneecap!
Open on the amazon, hide the cure for cancer
Iā€™m Lance Armstrong, youā€™re the necromancer
Slash nā€™ burn, crash into the 42nd answer
All my fellow skeletons adore the army ants here
Flies on my eyeballs, scabs on my elbows
Heaven knows Godā€™s sittinā€™ up there like Hell no!
Only one thing comes to those who wait. It's never too late to embrace your fate

May death come swiftly and gently to you
Mayhem, cry mayday, and oncoming doom
Save your convictions, they never will do. What you sayā€™s at least 1 6 billionth true

You bare a striking resemblance
Some kind of semblance of somethinā€™ I been rememberinā€™
You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go!
Please policeman- is it a test? I wonā€™t know till Iā€™m under arrest

Am I being detained? Am I under arrest?
Read me my rights please. I want my phone call
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go!
Please policeman- is it a test? I wonā€™t know till Iā€™m ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go!
Please policeman- is it a test? I wonā€™t know till Iā€™m under arrest

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