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Virgil's Picnic Party
02:44
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Dip, eat, repeat
There ain’t a breadstick he wouldn’t eat
All breadsticks are for crunching
All breadsticks are for munching
All marks are set to get hustled
Mountains of meat-sauce make muscle
Bless up the meat-sauce boss
Bless up the meat-sauce boss
Bless me, Bless meat, Pay Me, Eat meat
Bless me, Bless meat, Pay Me, Eat meat
Sizzling, smoking, satisfying
Grab your friends, and your wallet
He eats, you watch, you pay
Virgil’s Picnic Party
Virgil’s Picnic Party
Virgil’s Picnic Party
Virgil’s Picnic Party
Bless me, Bless meat, Pay Me, Eat meat
Bless me, Bless meat, Pay Me, Eat meat
Dip, eat, repeat
Mountains of meat sauce fall to his feet
An avalanche of garlic buttered breadsticks
An offering to the Meatsauce God
All marks are set to get hustled
Mountains of meat-sauce make muscle
Sizzling, Smoking, Satisfying
Sizzling, Smoking, Satisfying
Virgil’s Picnic Party
Virgil’s Picnic Party
Virgil’s Picnic Party
Virgil’s Picnic Party
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Alfredo Assassin
03:10
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What do you want me to say?
That my fantasies are deeply immersed with sexy ladies?
Or that I think about dipping my breadsticks in hot beefy juicy meat sauce?
Or that you could spot me in the perfect paradise of blowing all of my fuck money?
Praise me or Glaze me
Alfredo Assassin
If you don’t have the conviction in your eyes
Then you can’t see the dollar signs
Bottom line
Smother your breadstick blues
Share the gravy of this masterpiece
Praise me or glaze me
Alfredo Assassin
Alfredo Assassin
Alfredo Assassin
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Catching My Fate
02:55
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I let it run, I let it go
I know my love is true
I dream of holding you
This golden dream that I call home
This fantasy I call my own
This golden dream I call my own
This fantasy I call my home
Death by love
Such a beautiful way
Death by love
Catching my fate
I let it run
I let it go
In the jaws of death I find a seat
To watch a broken man reborn
In death memory fades
No one hears the screams of regret
They want to get me to a death camp
Send me to another hell
But I decide when and where they ring the bell
It is the death of truth
To blindly fight for our rights
I let it run, I let it go
This fantasy I call my home
Death by love
Such a beautiful way
Death by love
Catching my fate
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Live hard, try hard, die hard
Left in the stockyard
Used once, discard
Live hard, try hard, die hard
Cannot find the answers
Picking through a junkyard
When you try hard you die hard
Live hard, try hard, die hard
Live hard, try hard, diehard
Acting like a blowhard
Maxed out your bank card
Live hard, try hard, diehard
Fuck around again
You’ll reside in a graveyard
When you try hard you die hard
Live hard, try hard, die hard
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Purely Sexy
03:25
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I need a meaning of life that was meant for me
I need a meaning of life that was meant for me
Purely Sexy
We are the boys from Badstreet
We are the boys from Badstreet
USA
Those who fly the flags of men are not in my league
We’re the boys from Badstreet USA
We are
Fabulous, flying free, purely sexy
Fabulous, flying free, purely sexy
I liked hearing your heartbeat
But it was all a dream
You ain’t the kind of woman from Badstreet
USA
I need a meaning of life that was meant for me
I need a meaning of life that was meant for me
Purely Sexy
Purely sexy, Badstreet USA
Purely sexy, Badstreet USA
Fabulous, flying free, purely sexy
Fabulous, flying free, purely sexy
Fabulous, flying free, purely sexy
Fabulous, flying free, purely sexy
Fabulous, flying free, purely sexy
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Atomic Drop Virginia Beach, Virginia
Wrestling themed thrash metal from Virginia Beach, VA. This is a one man DIY project. Enjoy! There's a lot more to come.
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