Cousin lovin'.

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(Verse starts at 0:23 of beat track)
 
Men punchin' and hittin', women moanin' and hissin'
Everybody is out, to dish a solid ass kickin'
Kids, runnin' around, with a blown up whoopee cushion
Full of razors, scissors and pins, to blow up in your cousin
She's screaming out loud, as those kids hold her down
To the ground, flailing around, like a fuckin' dyin' clown
The cushion then explodes in her, she's done fucked up now
There's no help around, and she's just been impaled, wow
You stare in disbelief, as you reach for your bat
Time to head on down there, and fuckin' show 'em your tatt
Of you and your cousin, with your hand on her twat
You loved her so much, how dare they fuckin' do that
A swing to the head, of some scrawny little punk
Knocks out all his teeth, and all over his mum
She's screaming and crying, as you hit 'em again
No fuckin' way, is anybody walking out of this pen
Another swing and hit, to some other dudes jaw
Has got him stumbling and bleedin', all over the floor
He stops, trips and falls, as you raise up your bat
Ready to bring it down, for another attack
On some other bitch, with her back to your front
You just let it loose, and cave her head in with one
Swing and follow through, with a final stomp
To the back of her head, so the ground gets chomped
People are turnin' on you, you better run or get mobbed
By the crowd of freakish cunts, brandishin' a wet mop
To shove it up your ass, and continue to pop
Each of your eyeballs out, with a nail and rock
But lucky for you, you've got an explosive sock
Full up of shrapnel and just, this rusty old fork
So throw it at 'em all, and continue to knock
All of them to death, with a tick and a tock (boom).

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Wolfpack
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