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Supersized & Weaponized

by ABUSEMENTS

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1.
Stick 01:37
Get hip quick this shit’s legit: stick it to the man That’s just the start of it, stick it to the man That’s what I call stickin’ it to the man Peace & love, sister brother stick it to the man Up against the wall motherfucker, stick it to the man Kick out the jams, stick it to the man It’s all part of Nature’s plan Like you gotta bite the hand Sabotage their fear machine, stick it to the man Rewrite the final scene, stick it to the man No in-between stick it to the man Know what I mean? Stick it to the man Stick it to the man Oh man oh man Man oh man oh man
2.
Waffen Haus 01:32
Achtung! Sieg heil! There’s another every mile Achtung! Und Ihn. Dude pulled out an AR-15 Achtung! Zeitgeist, alt-right eats there Sunday nights Achtung! Was los? That’s ‘cause Chik Fil-A is closed Waffen Haus, Waffen Haus, komm gehen wir heraus Achtung! Was gibt? Gun-Totin’ motorists Achtung! Komm mit! Setting up a drive-by hit Achtung! Macht Schnell. Picking up the shells Achtung! Toot sweet. Lady threw up on my feet Waffen Haus, Waffen Haus, mopping up the ralph Achtung! Bring cash. Bad place to dine and dash Achtung! Nicht gut. Strictly third-rate greasy food Achtung! Danke Schön, past the point of no return Achtung! Das ist, totally got 86’d Waffen Haus, Waffen Haus, institution of the South I want a scattered hamlet, extra cheese Texas toast between your knees
3.
Uncle Dude 02:55
Mom left him in charge, now we’re living large Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude Ridin’ in the ‘Stang, pickin’ up the slang Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Stewed, screwed & tattooed Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude He’s in a party mood Checks his mullet in the mirror, bought us porno mags & beer Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude He’s a friend indeed; think he’s dealing speed? Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Gives lots of latitude Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Gotta love his attitude Pullin’ out the electric clippers, makin’ groceries with the strippers Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude Don’t give him any guff, see that ankle cuff? Do not fuss with Uncle Dude It’s kinda complicated, not sure if we’re related I’m a lot like Uncle Dude He wants a subsidy so Mom gave up custody Now we stay with Uncle Dude Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Children’s Services approved! Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Likes to BBQ the food Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude
4.
Judy 02:31
She was a girl from Birmingham, got hold of the Koran She self-radicalized, that’s one way to meet some guys first stop: Lebanon, sent a post card to her mom next stop: Palestine, desert sun, weather’s fine third stop: it’s Damascus, any question you can ask us last stop: aint it great? Life in the Islamic state Oh no Jihad Judy, you better shake your booty Oh no Jihad Juday, you gotta do your duty No going home, no going home, oh no Allah has a lot of prayer mats, Allah needs more teenage mall rats Buy the ticket, take the ride, Judy is an ISIS Bride first stop: boot camp, let ‘er rub the magic lamp next stop: she’s the fastest, used to be a Southern Baptist third stop: flat back, serving Islam in the sack last stop: she’s late, babies for the Caliphate Oh no Jihad Judy, tell your paw-paw and your nana Oh no Jihad Judy, can’t come back to Alabama Oh no Jihad Judy, You should try the Taliban Oh no Jihad Judy, can’t go back to Birmingham No going home, no going home, where you gonna go? I don’t know, oh no.
5.
Zero Million 03:09
I’m here day and night I’m here picking fights I’m here wrong or right I get zero million likes and it’s all lies, let’s incentivize c’mon, c’mon, wanna take your shot? c’mon, c’mon, that’s all you got? c’mon, c’mon, before prices spike c’mon, c’mon, zero million likes Where’s my ladies? Where’s my guys? Guys I gotta monetize Everything is supersized Everything’s been weaponized Oh, it’s who you know, my metrics blow c’mon, c’mon, it’s just you and me c’mon, c’mon, feel the futility c’mon, c’mon, see how the numbers trend c’mon, c’mon, zero million friends Oh my neck, oh my back Oh my anxiety attack Oh my back, oh my neck Oh my lack of self-respect It came and went, now it all makes sense c’mon, c’mon, shit has hit the fan c’mon, c’mon, like I should give a damn c’mon, c’mon, wanna try your luck? c’mon, c’mon, zero million bucks
6.
Murderbot 01:49
My baby’s smoking hot, she pilots Murderbots Don’t get ahead of her, she flies the Predator Murderbots for freedom NOW, all the freedom they’ll allow Murderbots for freedom, dude, high at cruising altitude Murderbots for freedom, man, Helping out Afghanistan Murderbots for freedom, yo, here she comes look out below My baby’s thinking quick, natural on the stick She executes flight plan, I’m just the family man Murderbots for freedom, Mom, she really drops the bomb Murderbots for freedom, Dad, best war we ever had Murderbots for freedom, Gran, finally gonna bomb Iran Murderbots for freedom, “Bob,” my girlfriend HAS a job She’s got a job, thanks, Murderbot Salute and pray, Ali, that’s air superiority Your lucky day, Muhammed, liberated by my baby mama Murderbots for freedom, Guy, everybody has to die Murderbots are NOT free, cost a billion, with a “B” Murderbots for freedom, Boy, all that freedom we enjoy Murderbots for freedom fly, my gal says it’s a lie And it’s a lie, thanks Murderbot
7.
Done 02:37
Thought we might get along That was nice, I was wrong That just leaves self-preservation Thought we might get ahead It was something else instead It never was the situation don’t know how to tell you son it’s all over and done don’t know how to tell you friend it’s all come to an end never going back again It was all a bust Now can you adjust? Here on out, things are getting harder Comes as no surprise We’re supposed to work & die Always thought that we were smarter don’t know how to tell you child get your papers filed don’t know how to tell you son it’s all over and done we thought it’d just begun don’t mis-under-estimate time’s up & it’s way too late Seems we had it good It was always understood Somebody was gonna throw the lever Waste no tears to cry It was mostly made of lies Nothing lasts forever don’t know how to tell you son it’s all over and done don’t know how to tell you girl that world’s gone out of reach let’s step into the breach
8.
F It 02:04
I used to be concerned Now I let it burn I’m saying fuck it Used to work and such Never got us much We’re saying fuck it America says fuck it Oh it’s going great We know who to hate But we’re above it Use to talk a lot ‘Bout the Haves and Have-a-Nots Ah just say fuck it America says fuck it Hear your country’s call: Motherfuck all y’all Evidence of common sense All coincidence Can be misleading Here we are again Get the Ventolin ‘Cause he ain’t breathing Be light of heart Your phone is smart Until you brick it We’re Minnesota nice Underneath all black ice We’ll punch your ticket America says fuck it America says

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released February 2, 2020

Song by DJ Fake Name, BMI (c)(p)2020

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ABUSEMENTS Montgomery, Alabama

Punk Rock Band from Montgomery AL. (L-R) Wil Evans/guitar, Dominique Bradley/drums, DJ Fake Name/mouth, Lyra Stephens/bass, Jay Hensley/guitar. Founded 2017. Physical media including Blu-Ray/DVD, CDs and vinyl available.

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