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Snot lyrics

Album: Get Some [1997]

Tracks16
 01  Snot
 02  Stoopid
 03  Joy Ride
 04  The Box
 05  Snooze Button
 06 313
 07  Get Some
 08  Deadfall
 09  I Jus' Lie
 10 Get Some O'Deez
 11  Unplugged
 12  Tecato
 13  Mr. Brett
 14 Get Some Keez
 15  My Balls
 16  Absent
all Snot lyrics



Snot
SNOT



Snot, we're fixing to take you down.
You know we wear the crown
Just got to mess around
Leave your daughters and your sisters with me
Down
Down for that fattest sound
We're comin' to your town
Breaking some ground
Someone's got to do it

Can you slow down?
(Just can't be)
Gotta have a fat sound
(From S.B.)
Motherfucker said
Is your soul found?
(Can't you see?)
And we're comin' to your town
Break It
Smash It
Motherfuckin' Snot

Snot
We're fittin' to take your town
You know we wear the crown
Just got to mess around
Leave your daughters and your sisters with me
Down
Down for that fattest sound
We're comin' to your town
Breaking some ground
Someone's got to do it

Can you slow down?
(Just can't be)
Gotta have a fat sound
(From S.B.)
Motherfucker said
Is your soul found?
(Can't you see?)
And we're comin' to your town

Someone's got to do it
SNOT
You always knew this
Yeah SNOT Crew
We're undisputed
Yeah SNOT
Though we rule your world
Clockin' all them girls
We're takin' yours and no
We'll never Stop

Well Snot
I've got to tell you once again
Don't try and play my crew cause you just can't win
I like to hear the sound when your skull cracks
If you talk back feel us attack yall
We're fixin' to take you down with a fat, funky sound
Gonna steal your crown
Not gonna mess around
I know you hear my voice 'cause you got no choice
The volume of my crew still undisputed

If you don't move
We're gonna roll right over motherfucker
Down with this crew
Yes everything's gonna be alright
I've got to wow the crowd with a sound so loud
Try and front but you know I'm gonna get down
I've got the mic that's right what's at stake is
Afraid you'll hear the truth
You can't take this

Slow down
(Just can't be)
Gotta have a fat sound
(From S.B.)
Motherfucker said
Is your soul found?
(Can't you see?)
And we're comin' to your town

Yeah Snot
We're fittin' to take your town
You know we wear the crown
Just got to mess around
Leave your daughters and your sisters with me
Down
Down for that fattest sound
We're comin' to your town
Breaking some ground
Someone's got to do it
SNOT
You always knew this
Yeah SNOT Crew
We're undisputed
Yeah SNOT
Though we rule your world
Clockin' all them girls
Don't you know we're gonna
Break It
Smash It
Gonna get itback to top
Stoopid
Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They never learn
Light the match
Flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers
My stomach turns
Would not heed your worthless cries
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see

Prompted from my own self doubt
I need to hate them because they're strange
They never learn
I have plucked my own eyes out
I live a life that's ruled by rage
My stomach turns
Powered by elders lies
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
No they cannot see

Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They never learn
Light the match
Flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers
My stomach turns
Would not heed your worthless cries because
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see

Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see

I see somebody blind by
No, no, no, you cannot

Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see

Just like somebody blind by hate
You know they
You know they
You know they
You know they cannot see

Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see

Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
Because you blind
No, no because you blind

If you'd open your eyes
Then maybe you could see
A figment of closed minds
You know education is the key
Hate sparks will create fire
I see you're STOOPID blind
I know you cannot seeback to top
Joy Ride
Drivin' fast to live
Not to know
I got my 44
I'm tearin' up the asphalt
Drivin'
My engine just can't take much more
Tryin' to be the one(I have no idea on this one)
I got to beat you down
I gotta lead the pack
When you know I got my gun(drop my guard?)
You know I'm havin' fun
I'm gonna make it back

Gonna hunt you down with my 44
I got my pedal to the floor
Dontcha mess around with my 44

You see me comin' down the line
With my CG's open wide
???
Let my bullets fly
Take a little drink now give it to me
My 44
Get in my seat
Then I hit the line
I see you in my sight
You know I'm gonna take another life

Gonna hunt you down with my 44
I got my pedal to the floor
Don't mess around with my 44

Gonna hunt you down with my 44
I got my pedal to the floor
Don't mess around with my 44
Gonna hunt you down
Said hunt you down
Gonna hunt you down with my 44
Got my pedal to the floor
Dontcha fuckin' mess around

No
No
No, No
No, No
Don't mess aroundback to top
The Box
Yesterday
When I was just a boy
In times of youthful hero worship
My kind have been molded by images on the screen
Brought up to emulate the big
Guns

Just another guest on death's best show
The influence cuts deeper than mom knows
Electric waves
The demon's fly

Now could we just be
Bred to kill or DIE

There must be something else
The blame I place on myself
Behind the tired eyes
The tears go uncried

In the Box
Doin' time
In the Box
Just like doin' time
In the Box
Doin' time
In the Box

Now that I'm grown
Abandoned childhood toys
But still what danger
Have I retained
To grab the brass ring
To go in for the kill
And covet the good you know 'dem got for
MURDER

It's just another guest on death's best show
The influence cuts deeper than mom knows
Electric waves
The demon's fly

Now could we just be
Bred to kill or DIE

There got to be something else
The blame I place on myself
Behind tired eyes
The demon's stir
The tears go uncried

In the Box
Doin' time
In the Box
Just like doin' time
In the Box
Doin' time
In the Box

Minds are locked down
(out)
Minds are locked down
(out)
Minds are locked down
(out)
Minds are locked down
(out)back to top
Snooze Button
Well, it's just another song
Talkin' about how you let them take your rights
Another redundant verse about how you refused to fight & lost
What cost? Your cause has got no champion
How could you hope to win? By just complaining
Now it's raining on you parade
Decisions made could cost you dearly
Not just your money but your freedom
Are you wealthy improper choices could be deadly
They took your so-called rights
You didn't even fight
Well, here's your motherfuckin' wake up call
& there just ain't no way around it
Caught you asleep once again & we ain't havin' it
Got freedumb for you to do just what they tell you
You missed that train of thought
You refuse to be taught a lesson
Now this is what I'm guessing
You'll be held accountable
The things you didn't want to know
You're stressin'
Now with your mind they keep messin'
They took your so-called rights, you didn't even fight
While you were busy fuckin' sleepin'
You know your government was creepin'
Somebody left the door unlocked while you were asleep
Your life was bought & sold, yes, to the highest bidder
Left you in sitcom hell
So convinced you're doing well
You sit back synapses are attacked
American gladiators are the only thing they're given' back
You're dying & in your mind, while they keep lying,
They took your so-called rights
You didn't even fight
Now that we've given you this message you've got a mess
But you can salvage, continue to grow
& soon you'll know that little things in life can make a difference
You don't got to be some politician
Take back those given rights
Stand up & join the fightback to top
Get Some
This sickness it burns inside me
It sticks in my throat I'm gonna choke I cannot speak
Besides it runs the fear of the unknown
Could this be some reckoning
Wrath for wrong I've done, comin' back to haunt me
The God I have denied his power shown
But now I can't protest although defiant heart it pounds deep in my chest
I know that this will have its way with me
For now I choose to go
I know it's just the mind tryin' to interrupt my flow
Intentions all fall down
My soul has died
Feed the greed, its not need I figure so what
Can you fix the hole
that resides deep in this gut
Right now I need a drink so
I'll fix myself whatever it takes I cannot wait
Now, this will not die they warned me in church when I was young I could rely
If there's a God, he's one I've never seen
& now I just lament
Did not held the threat I played the cards that I've been dealt
Like putting out the fire with gasoline
For when I used I lose won't face the fear of life without something abused
That now I'm forced to find another way
My show your final show
A homicide I tried to warn, you should have known
Now I'll take you with me
Show you my pain
Feed the need it's not greed, I figure so what
You gonna tell me punk now uh-huh
Can you fix the hole
that resides deep in this gut
I'll fix myself whatever it takes I cannot wait
Come & get it, Come & get it, get some
I feed the need that twists my mind
Time & time again (gibberish) Come & get itback to top
Deadfall
Well, I killed my dad
In a con gone bad
Nearly drank myself to death
But when he died he said Lou had the cake
So I caught a bus headin' west

I saw the numbers running through a small cafe
And I knew I'd find my Uncle Lou
That's when Ed stepped up
He said pick a card
Shape the con before it shapes you

Who sent ya'?
Sam fuckin' Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?

Who sent ya'?
Who sent ya'?
Sam fuckin' Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?

Now I met my uncle for the very first time
And he sent me on a con with Ed
So we came callin' on his girl Diane
A blone girl dressed in red
I guess pigeon dropping was the name of the game
And I had to pay my dues
Well fun time
Family fun was the plan
Shape the con before it shapes you

Who sent ya'?
Sam fuckin' Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?

Who sent ya' baby girl?
Sam fuckin' Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?

Sam Peckinpah tried to choke Eddie out
But he cut him from ear to ear
Then he grabbed old Lou said
"We fuck now"
On his face a twisted jeer
He took old Lou to the same cafe'
Eddie couldn't have been much higher
When he tied him up
It was his intent
To put his head in that deep fryer
Well, Diane told me
I tackled Ed
As we did a little wiggle and dance
When we were done Ed got a hot head
WELL VIVA LA FUCKIN' FRANCE MAN!

Someone tryin' to kill me man?
(They're trying to kill you Eddie)
The fucking eggars(?)

Someone tryin' to kill me man?
(They're trying to kill you Eddie)
The fucking eggars(?)
Guess they may be friends(for Ed)(?)
(All fuckin' summer long sugar)

Who sent you?
Sam fuckin' Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?
Who sent ya' baby girl?
Sma fuckin' Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?

You shape the con or It'll shape you
You shape the con
You shape the con or It'll shape you
You shape the con

Praise fucking God!back to top
I Jus' Lie
I Jus' Lie like your type
I'm telling you what you want to hear
(or do you really take me true?)
It's what you need to feel before you
spread them legs for me

Although I look your way
you start to play your games again
And no I really don't wanna hear it

Now come here
Shutup
You think this is real?

Cause I jus' lie
When I speak
About the sexual prowess I got
(you know I'm really not that great in bed)
10 seconds down
'bout 8 seconds longer than I got for you

Needed some quick relief and all I got was grief again
I guess I shoulda seen it comin'

Now shutup
Lie down
Put ya' to the test
(how'd ya guess)

I Jus' Lie
Well this choice is not just, mine
I Jus' Lie
And I don't make ties that bind

I've seen the games you play
And I'm wishin' you'd go away
No there's something I must find
Explain the reason why
I jus Lie

And I'm tired
Of this fucking eggshell walk
(yeah like you did ME a favor)
You think for one good screw
I'd trust someone like you at all?

Myself I know the excuse
So sorry you got used again
And of course I'll call you later

Now shutup
Get out
This one fell short
(you wonder why?)

I Jus' Lie
Well this choice is not just, mine
I Jus' Lie
And I don't make ties that bind

I've seen the games you play
And I'm wishin' you'd go away
No there's something I must find
Explain the reason why
I Jus' Lie

--Straight white male--
--in search of bisexual female--
--for love relationship--
--long walks on the beach--
--a good book in front of the fire--
--and lots and lots of anal sex--
--send photo--

I
I Jus' Lie
I Jus'
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie just to fuck you
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie

I
I Jus' Lie
I Jus'
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie just to fuck you
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie

(soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south)
(soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south)
(soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south)
(soon as my dick does your mouth)

I
I Jus' Lie
I Jus'
I Jus'
I Jus Lie just to fuck you
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie

I
I Jus' Lie
I Jus'
Soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south
Soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' southback to top
Unplugged
Ain't no room for us in your alternative nation
It seems you've had control for much too long
Your greed and your dishonesty only add to my frustration
Can't you see the powers that be
Don't give a fuck about you and me
Somebody better say this 'cause there ain't nobody trying to save us
Just enslave us and leave us hanging on a rope that they just gave us
Victim of your mistrust
You, your dance, your stupid cash advance
No, I'm not a vctim of circumstance
Not gonna leave my life to chance
Rape the harts of us, the artists
You reap the benefits.
Your pockets, they get fat
While our souls bleed
You're getting away with murder
"Son, you failed to read the fine print"
Label whores like festering sores
Keep coming back, they got a deal for you
No it's not just good enough to hate this
'Cause we all know the ones in charge
Are all so shameless
And wasted energy on the hate defeats our purpose
Victim of your mistrust
You, you take, our livelihood at stake
And ain't no fake gonna steal my cake
Our spirits much tough to break
Victims of your mistrust

Need to stop and read between those lines
Behind that smile the greed still shows in their eyes
That's part of their disguise
Don't believe the lies
The more I learn about your game
The less I wish to be involved with you another day
Just where do we fit in
It looks like we'll never win
And with the next big trend, the cycle starts again
Don't let them turn you 'round and fall out of trust
You got to take control, don't let them have
They've got to work for us
Don't let them forget, They've got to earn the thrustback to top
Tecato
Growin' up in broken homes
You find yourself at ten years old
Runnin' drag and startin' fights
But minors hide behind their rights
Start slow with beer and pot
But soon you're bored with what you've got
Try some dope at first for kicks
You'd promised that you'd never fix
Fade away from the path you choose
You stuck your arm
Started to
LOSE

Surround yourself with pain and strife
A downward spiral is your life
Some years later your life's a shell
Still locked inside this living
HELL
Only to cope you leave your house
Now meet the cops your luck's run out
Got no love end up in jail
A few more beefs a five year tail
Prison term
Before too long
Your number's up
Now you are
GONE
(and thrown away the key)

Jails, institutions
and DEATH
(think I'm fucking kidding?)

Now it feels just like a dream
But it's not what it seems
Gotta block out the screams
I'm too tired to defend
Bring my life to an end
This I can't comprehend
But it's coming
Now the needle's in my neck
I know that mine is not
The only life I've wrecked
Now that I know the battle can't be won
Selfishness weighs a ton
Lookin' out for #1
As if my life was so pretty
Now things look shitty
And there's no one to save me from
Fuckin' pain
It burns hot from the inside out
Now there ain't no doubt
How this bout started out

Now they've finally brought me down
Sympathy can't be found
Locking doors the only sound
I've screwed over all who care
It's only fair
They've stripped my soul bare
I can't take it
Now it starts to come on strong
The long arm of the law
Coming down on my head
It's been so long
Since I have felt the sun beating down from above
Without bars on my cage reminding me
That I got screwed up
And I've got no love
>From a truck
What the fuck
I'll keep truckin' down
I'm locked in this cell
Kickin' it in hell
Ain't no joke the straight dope started out

(Locking doors the only sound)

Jails, institutions
and DEATH
(think you can take your pick?)

Kickin' dope in a jail cell
You wanna die it feels like hell
Muscles ache you cannot sleep
Stomache ache you cannot eat
Do your time and make parole
Now you're free
Out of this hole
Think you'd learn and start to cope
But from the gate you score some dope

Nothing changes
You start to regress
You're all strung out
Life is a mess
Once againback to top
Mr. Brett
Born into the middle class
Yeah, all you had to do was ask
And mom and dad would give you what you needed
And though I didn't know you then
I know you'll probably defend
And take the stand in the life that you'd been cheated
So you adopt a punk rock life
A leather jacket, hair with spikes
And join a band
'Cause you must have a say
And though you helped out with it that time
There's those of us, who keep on
Trying to make a living and not sound like Green Day
Trade rags say you're making it, now you're old
You don't give a shit.
Subconsciously fullfilled prophecy you've become your own nemesis

Mr. Brett, we won't pay that fee to keep you
Livin' in luxury
Some say genius, some say mistake
But you've become what you used to hate

So now we're in the 90's and punk's not what it used to be
It's gone downhill since 1982
And though I liked most of your bands
And listen to them all I can
It's fucked up that you think it's 'cause of you
You think that you're still part of the scene
Nail painted black, hair dyed dark green
For you this mid life crisis has come on strong
Now punk rock's been accepted
And they've realized it's not just a fad
Please, stay behind that desk where you belong
Punk rock life's been good to you
Now Corporate punk's the thing to do
Obnoxiously, you raised your fee,
You'll see to it we'll all get screwed.back to top
My Balls
MY BALLS YOUR CHIN!

Well it's a bad scene
I guess I never understand
Cause I'm just a man
Doing the best I can
I separate the truth from your bullshit
Don't try and give me them lines
I ain't hearing itback to top
Absent
Well now it seems more than silence has been broken
And I think I figured out the dying lie
Yes, the truth is that your dialect is half-true
Another conversation's died alone

This is something we created
Yes, the sufferment's abated
It doesn't have to be a prophecy
We could be both seeking destiny
It's fucking down to us and them
You can decide which side will win
But now's the time: are you the hunter or the fucking
HUNTED!?

Absent - Sometimes I just feel like it's us against them
Absent - Sometimes it feels like their angers are justified
If it seems like I'm absent from your conversation
Just keep on talking and you'll just find out

Now it seems that there are no easy answers
To the same old questions I've been posed
What does it mean? Why would you bother asking me?
Like it's something I should know

Just cause they paid me to take that
I guess their money gave me credence
Watch our records soar as you slow down to buy the accident
SO SICK!

Absent - Sometimes I just feel like it's us against them
Absent - Sometimes it feels like their angers are justified
If it seems like I'm absent from your conversation
Just keep on talking and you'll just find out
You're probably right

Know that I'll pull your covers bitch
Yes, well I'm fitting to knock that ego down
Well I might slap you punk ass to the floor
Stupid motherfucker, nothing but a buster
Still talking shit

Devoid of soul, so you dig yourself a hole out
....
You take the fun out, I'll load the gun for you
Incorrect, cause and effect, you've been sold
You wanna play? Fuck with my life?
Live in the wrong, so you live with the lies
Take the fun, load the gun
Incorrect, cause and effect
I'm...

Absent - Sometimes I just feel like it's us against them
Absent - Sometimes it feels like their angers are justified
If it seems like I'm absent from your conversation
Just keep on talking and you might find out
You're probably right

I don't care
Yes, yes, you're probably right
Don't you know you're probably right
Yes, yes, you're probably rightback to top
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