CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : A Short Introduction To The Trashcan; Chapter 1: Bonding with flies

Bootstrapped sh*t
With a cleaver at my leg
Ought to hit dumb dregs
In the wild for a paycheck

Win it Timmy
Imma teach a lesson
Would you beg for respect?
Broken tapes dont self eject

Leave it all uncut
Pierce whoevers scuffed
Make the post just
Run a stake through your eyes like its neversoft

Panorama round
Can't see at all
Or would you rather run about a circuit
Shortcut
Lack of power
And youre out

Disinegration doesnt matter
Youre inactive
Cut clean from the racks still talk sh*t
Care yo act and navigate your practice?
Its absent
Living dirt
Running like youre hunted
Lose my grip
Slide back in
Oiled out gears
May crack my skin