In this song, there we delivers kick and hits in all directions. Hell's pit comes let there burn swallow and fall flames from high above the sky!
Originally made BEFORE we even came on Soundclick.
WICKY-WICKY, WOW! WIKIDNESS! SUPER WICKEDNESS... P-P-P-POW! SUPER VILLAINS!
Props to http://www.juggalosubculture.com for reppin' us! BEEATCHES!
And http://SeanRadio.com for nagging.
P.S. W-W, though now formally disbanded, might resurface in the future. j0kke is booted from group.
Story behind the song
Net-Drama. Hate. IRC.
:P Mostly.
Lyrics
Eh,... You!.. You, over there!
Hi, you over there!
Step over to this shit rite now,
We are having some track to keep,
We are laying the lines of low, we are destroying the pack of sheep!
There is a story to tell.
Of a Paranoid guy called Smacher, god he smell, He have a slave called Dragen, god he stink and let of looze, they send the (b/g)ooze - DarkZhade the pink!
We are us. Us are We.
And as'de we are the old gangsta music band, directing this shit rite here!
OleMurder is the unstoppable, unreliable, and...
He now have'd enough of this. And now he is pissed. S M A C H E R is a fucking prick, Smacher is a fucking prick, He thinks he owns OleMania; Just because of his axx, just because of his bots, just because of his lies.. BUT!
You... can't... bring... (Bring me down!) me... down.. ... I .. don't.. think.. so.. (I don't think so!) Suck... my.. starfish.. now..
Pennzoil kick Smacher ass!
Pennzoil kick Dragen's ass!
Slash/n'/Slash/an'/Slash DarkZhade!
Dragen, The weak little pipesting shit, who need Smacher to everything he can't do.
Every shit we do,
Every shit we say,
Every shit you talk about us,
I don't care, No-one of us care so step the fuck off Smacher, Dragen, DarkZhade! Die, muddafukka, die, lick your lips and I never said good-bye!
Die.
OleMania is our channel!
It will always be... our channel.
So shut the fuck up, and back the fuck off, while we fuck this track up.
Made by OleMurder.