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ScrubLife Anthem
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It's better than sticking a nail through your foot.....sorta
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Losers. Guitars. Lyrics.
ScrubLife - We're better than sticking a nail through your foot.....sorta. I deleted Haggard because I don't like it, and there's a new, final version of Plea Bargin up. Ok, kids, it's finally fuckin here. The album you and Wilferd Brimley have been waiting for; The Cripes LP 17 songs depicting what it's like to be a lame-ass like myself, and all the things that float through my head daily as I avoid holding an actual job and any responsability what so ever. I so spelt responsibility wrong just then. Hell, probably did there, too. Ditch the old mp3s you may have, cuz this is all brand new, and re-demoed, it'll be this way until I get the actual studio album done. I know, you're salivaiting.... So check out all the new joints, and all the classics. If it's your first time here, check'em all out. I'm the champ, and this shit just kicks ass, bottom line.
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Peak #6,904
Peak in subgenre #512
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Austen Poole/Same
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ScrubLife
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March 30, 2004
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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I'm the man, and ScrubLife isn't too bad either.
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Step up in the club, by that I mean my moms house DP In hand so you know I'm bombed now Sound the alarm, the scrubs are goin all out Bringing the calm, come to turn the rowdy down This goes to the losers n geeks you know I got cha' The ones who order Screwdrivers, hold the Vodka The ones with no girl cuz all they have to offer Is no job, a car from they moms, you know it's proper Doin what cha' like, makin sure clothes match Ain't a way to live a life. I'm spittin spite For all those who happen to get affected Know I'm reppin for those enever rjected Cuz they never try, never put any effort And In the end they'll be checkin out a millions worth ScrubLife, it's the only sound Fly like Buddy Holly, cuz we gets down Chillin in our rides even if there's no engine Restin atop cinder blocks, we're big gimpin Chicks say I think with my cock Of course, I got a brilliant penis No I don't jack off I have a stroke of genuis Takin'em to bed would be a huge mistake CUz I'm so bad when I masturbate even I fake it It's blatant that kids love the ScrubLife trip Skippin school just to sit at home and tip a fifth of OJ....they're just as crazy as me As you can see, the ring leader With two heaters stashed beneath the seat Nah, no guns, it's just my heater don't work Much like me....I ramble to a beat I rep for the burbs Where no lessons are learned Middle class, scrubs, losers, geeks and nerds Get kicked tot he curb, it's a place I call home and I know ya'll here, so I'm never alone It's the remix to ignition, fresh and hot out the kitchen Got momma rollin that body, got every man in here wishin Sippin on coke and rum, I'm like 'so what? I'm drunk' It's the freakin weekend baby, bout to have me some fun Chorus: ScrubLife, it's the only sound Fly like Buddy Holly, cuz we gets down Chillin in our rides even if there's no engine Restin atop cinder blocks, we're big gimpin
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