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Track Name: Dirty Bastard
Dirty, dirty twisted mind
Hide behind lies you cunt, you're vile
Fucking ugly pervert fuck
Bring the noose back the only hope

Rapists, nonces, paedophiles - kill them all, they're fucking vile, they're scum.

Hang them all.
Track Name: That Bitch
I'm sick of teasing, I want your cunt
And you want my dick really you fucking slut
Frustration that's through the fucking roof
My misogynistic terror aimed straight at you

Get your fucking rat out, get your fucking flaps out
Show us where you piss from
Not his dick, have this one

It all boils down to money and style
You're a dirty fucking bitch that isn't worth my time
But I can't deny, though I hate and despite
A raging fucking lust
When we've shagged you can die

Slut. Bitch. Fucking scrubber.
Track Name: I Hate R'n'B
You fucking money's not my dream
Goes against my core beliefs
Fucking bollocks, takes the piss
You're not God's gift because you're rich
Flashy bastard, fucking puff
Never earned a proper crust
Never known hard work you mug
I see no glamour, just a fucking cunt

I hate R&B, I hate it.
Track Name: Tools (4THEHOOLS)
Hammers, stanley's, bats and crowbars
Tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools
Tools that stab and slash and bash
Tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools

I'm a fucking hooligan
You're a fucking hooligan
He's a fucking hooligan
We're all fucking hooligans

Tools for the Hools, for the Hooli- Hooli- Hools!

I'm a fucking hooligan
You're a fucking hooligan
He's a fucking hooligan
We're all fucking hooligans

Come 'ed!

Can't be tamed and won't do as we're told
Fuck your banning orders and fuck your courts

I'm a fucking hooligan
You're a fucking hooligan
He's a fucking hooligan
We're all fucking hooligans

Tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools, tools
Track Name: Keyboard Kommando
He's not a psycho he's a keyboard commando

'Click, click, click' the assault begins
But no force is needed from behind a screen
Such a waste of time from pathetic minds
Start the feeble onslaught where the warriors hide


He's not a psycho he's a keyboard commando

'Tap, tap, tap', is no attack
Track Name: Run No Red
Green light so fucking bright
Hidden underneath malicious vibes
It's fucking on, it runs the show
It misguides in the place to go
Self destruction is assured
But you've run no red, speed down the road
Tear off the the path, you're free to go
Anywhere you want, you own the road


No need to hit the brakes
Accelerator sets the pace
To rev through forward, speeding on
You know blue sirens mean fuck all
You have your own guide, your own rules
Your anger is the fucking fuel
Turbo engine, twisted mind
All ends badly, just takes time

I do what I want, I own the road
I do what I want, I own the fucking road

Foot down, foot down, foot down GO
Foot down, foot down GO GO GO

I do what I want, I own the road
I do what I want, I own the fucking road