1. |
Always Gone
01:16
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loose
I lost it
I just bought it
Where did it go
I don't know
I lost it
I just bought it
That tiny philips head
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2. |
Skate For Life
01:50
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Screetching wheels
Barking trucks
Fractured bones
Bloody cuts
Hopping fences
Running from cops
It's in your soul
You'll never stop
Concrete waves are calling me
In my dreams when I can sleep
Board in hand i'm on my way
Party all night and skate all day
Skate
Lets go skate
Lets go
From landing bolts
To eating shit
It's my first love
That I cant quit
Skate
Lets go skate
Lets go skate
Lets go skate
Lets go
From the moment your feet touch that board nothing else matters
This isn't a phase, or a trend, or a hobby
This is for life
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3. |
Party Pirates
01:22
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Walkin down the block keep your ear to the street
Gotta stay quiet not a sound not a peep
Looking for a party that we can infiltrate
Gotta find one soon before its too late
Gonna rage hard rampant rhino through a village
We roll up to the house party pirates gotta pillage
Party pirates gotta punch
Party pirates gotta pummel
Party pirates gotta punish anyone that wants to rumble
We're the party pirates and we're here to say
We're here to fuckin party stay out of our way
We'll steal your beer
We'll steal your girl
We'll get real stoned and we'll fuck your world
Gonna rage hard rampant rhino through a village
We roll up to the house party pirates gotta pillage
Party pirates gotta prank
Party pirates gotta puff
Party pirates are a problem cause we cannot get enough
Beer bong
Shotgun
Wont stop till the cops come
Bong rips
Fireworks
This is probably gonna hurt
Gonna rage hard rampant rhino through a village
We roll up to the house party pirates gotta pillage
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4. |
Injured List
02:41
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Wheelbite on my board
Sharkbite at my heels
How many months
Will this one steal
So much time to waste
I'm smoking bongs to my face
I fucking hate this shit
I'm on the injured list
Recovery is six months
Rehab is three
I'm back on the board
And just fucked up my knee
And i'm chugging booze
There's nothing else to do
I fucking hate this shit
I'm on the injured list
Eagerly waiting till im back out on the street
When my wheels hit the pavement
And I finally feel complete
My ankles are swollen
My knees are scabbed
Watching skate vids
Tre flips and half cabs
And im going stir crazy
Sitting in my bed
Nothing to do but get lost in my head
And im stuck in this house
Wrenching in pain
Counting down the weeks and months that remain
Cause when it rains it pours
Past wounds are sore
when the clouds erupt
All my joints are stuck
So much time to waste
I'm smoking bongs to my face
I fucking hate this shit
I'm on the injured list
Another concussion
And its end of discussion
In bed ill be stuck
Shit out of luck
And i'm chugging booze
There's nothing else to do
I fucking hate this shit
I'm on the injured list
Bone chips in my elbow
My shins are destroyed
I'm in a lot of pain
I'm way past annoyed
I cant feel my fingers
I cant feel my toes
Back to the E.R.
And this is how it goes
So much time to waste
I'm smoking bongs to my face
I fucking hate this shit
I'm on the injured list
And im chugging booze
There's nothing else to do
I fucking hate this shit
I'm on the injured list
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5. |
Budd St
02:09
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429 it reads on the door
All the Budd virgins end up on the floor
Blood on the wall reads Jackie kills
Blacked out nights and drunken thrills
Mike the pimps tryin to move some crack
Serenas in the backyard runnin dabs
We're turning all the skateboards into chairs
And sledding a mattress down the fucking stairs
Theres cinderblocks in TVs
Kegs of beer and bags of weed
So come on down so you can see
Theres always a party at Budd Street
Wasted with the fest fam present and past
Wills high as fuck in fort kickasss
Cookies at the kissing booth slippin some tongue
Always fuckin raging so no need to run
Pissing in fishtanks and swords in the wall
Bong in the livingroom
fireworks in the hall
Light smokers and drinkers you please beware
You'll get to fucked up at the Budd Street lair
Theres cinderblocks in TVs
Kegs of beer and bags of weed
So come on down so you can see
Theres always a party at Budd Street
Just hit 2 am and the partys getting started
one of Pete's toes went off to market
Sambots in the kitchen cookin up a rum ham
Don't be weird bro
Metal Mike just shit his pants
Wake up on the couch and its way past noon
You wanna get up but you know you're gonna puke
Try to have a cigg but Blanka swats it out your hand
People still raging so its time to go again
Theres cinderblocks in TVs
Kegs of beer and bags of weed
So come on down so you can see
Theres always a party at Budd Street
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6. |
Circle Pit
01:38
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Go
Unfold your arms it's time to do this thing
Bouncing off people like ropes around a ring
Faster and faster as the music hits
Sure this moshings fun but i want a circle pit
Get knocked down you better get back up
Running and pushing i never wanna stop
You keep talking and i don't give a shit
Shut the fuck up and start the circle pit
Bring Back
The Circle Pit
Bring Back
The Circle Pit
Go
Circle Pit
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7. |
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(cop)
Hey
(kids)
What
(cop)
Come here
You guys realize this is a high ollie zone?
You know that?
Know what you're doin out there?
Huh?
It's weak
Weak
We've been watching your hairline recede
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Smoke us up on your free weed
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Everything is a conspiracy
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Love life based on misogyny
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
We've been watching your hairline recede
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Smoke us up on your free weed
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Everything is a conspiracy
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Love life based on misogyny
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
Cellulose can't ollie
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8. |
Bacon Mobile
02:04
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I'm sick and tired of these pigs on the street
Serving and protecting the lies and deceit
All my life you've been giving me shit
Because of how I dress and the color of my skin
In this world you have to be cautious
Cause bacon mobiles will make you nauseous
They'll beat you down for just skating a spot
And get a vacation for an execution shot
They'll shoot your family, your friends, and your dog
And these are the people you're supposed to call
In this world you have to be cautious
Cause bacon mobiles will make you nauseous
Repetitive negligence walk around with no guilt
We shouldn't have to share the streets with such filth
If they wont help us we'll have to help ourselves
Cause calling the cops is bad for your health
In this world you have to be cautious
Cause bacon mobiles will make you nauseous
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9. |
Under 95
02:21
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On the orange line to At&t
There's a show at the park says the word on the street
GSF, Skaters, Crazies, and Freaks
Under 95 is where we meet
Beers, bongs, boards, and bottle rockets
You fuck with us you'll get bottle service
The concrete flows and so does the beer
You'll get so stoned that you'll have no fear
It's where we build
It's where we feel alive
It's where we skate
It's where we thrive
We live
Under 95
Trash can fires that keep us warm
To the 4th of July when the city swarms
Around the bowls where the locals rip
when you're under the bridge you dont give a shit
Hanging out with all my homies
Smoking joints and drinkin 40s
Skate fast
Sling mud
Some donations made in blood
there's plenty of things that we dislike
But the number one thing is
No Bikes
It's where we build
It's where we feel alive
It's where we skate
It's where we thrive
We live
Under 95
It's where we build
It's where we feel alive
It's where we skate
It's where we thrive
We live
Under 95
Under 95
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Under 95 Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
UNDER 95
South Philly Skate Punk
From the Piss Gutter of FDR
Ricky : Guitar/Vox
Maxx : Drums/Backup Vox
Greg : Bass/Backup Vox
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