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I Wanna Rock
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2. |
Bang This
02:18
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You ain't no punk, you punk
808 put the groove in your butt
Turn down for what?
I'm the queen of scum, bitch
We only do spooky stuff
I'm like boo
Holler, if you wanna be mine
Sike, no touch
It's hammer time
Groove's a plenty
Addam's Family
Spikey jacket, brain is empty
Not dat, dis shit's d-beat
I'm the rage and the rhythm in the street
You proud as fuck like you own the city
Shake that ass for me
Click clack boom that's a blow to your ego
Boom like ghetto techno
Percolator
Born a hater
Saving all my love for later
Bang
When I bang, when I bang
Cause I'm bangin' and bangin' and bang
When I bang, when I bang
Cause I'm bangin' and bangin' and bang
So loud and also wrong
Neurodivergent strong
Too drunk to fuck
Call yourself rebel cuck
Boy, your ass is dumb
You're a lame and you're also racist
Me, I'm on that gay shit
Eating coochies, passing dutchies
Killing babies, stealing movies
Step back and let me bang
I came to bring the pain
No method and I got no rhyme or reason
Maybe it's the purple rain
Let the bodies hit the floor
Tasted blood and I want more
Life's a freaknik
I'm a freak bitch
We don't say shit
We just see shit
BANG
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3. |
Slamafied Buddhafied Funk
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4. |
Come Original Nuttah
02:12
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Where's the Ghösh shit?
The angry rave hits
The spooky motherfuckers
High stakes--a whiz wit
The killer clowns who boogie down and break stuff
We on the lam, and we stay rough
Hacking at eyelids, it comes honest
Cause there's no hiding
From our violence
We got the power
We got the bass
Come original or we are coming for your face
Or we coming for your face
Or we coming for your face
Or we coming for your face
Or we coming for your face
Take me to your leader
You can't fight the seether
If you coming full range
You won't have to fear the reaper
Act like you know
All poppers no blow
I'm doing the most
Got my hatchet
I'm snatching your wigs
And fucking the pigs
That's my kind of action
I'd say that's my brand, man
I am who I am
A blast in a trash can
A message from Satan
To kill Uncle Sam
That's my kind of action
We like to get rowdy and we like to party
Don't think move your body
Don't think move your body
Where's the Ghösh shit?
Here's the Ghösh shit
Karate chop a penis inside the mosh pit
You can't take us
We're soul shakers
We the ravers, escaped the circus
You know the only black witch at the freakshow
I see no evil, I speak it: bilingual
We got the power
Space is the place
Come original or we are coming for your face
Come original or we are coming for your face
Come original or we a'
That's my kind of action
I'd say that's my brand, man
I am who I am
A blast in a trash can
A message from Satan
To kill Uncle Sam
That's my kind of action
We like to get rowdy and we like to party
Don't think move your body
Don't think move your body
That's my kind of action
I'd say that's my brand, man
I am who I am
A blast in a trash can
A message from Satan
To kill Uncle Sam
That's my kind of action
We like to get rowdy and we like to party
Don't think move your body
Don't think move your body
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5. |
Toxic
02:32
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I can't speak
No one can hear me
Lost in space
You made me empty
In my body you're too heavy
If you leave me, I'll go crazy
Ingest you
You are so filthy
Tear me up
And now, I'm crusty
I'll let go, when I'm ready
But if you leave me, you'll forget me
You're my favorite kind of mischief
You're my favorite kind of pain
Take me over; you're the virus
You're the virus that I crave
Come to you when I am nothing
Make me less than what I was
I want you when I am dying
I'm infected you're the worst
You're my favorite kind of mischief
You're my favorite kind of pain
Take me over; you're the virus
You're the virus that I crave
Come to you when I am nothing
Make me less than what I was
I want you when I am dying
I'm infected you're the worst
You're my favorite kind of garbage
You're my favorite kind of mud
Make my fantasies a nightmare
You take but never take enough
Come to you because I'm stupid
And I wish that I could quit
There's no sane or sober reason
I'm in love with your toxic
And I wish that I could quit you
If I'm smart I'd walk away
Accept the peace I find without you
But the danger keeps me sane
You're so gross, you live to kill me
A familiar piece of shit
Without you, my life's a cleansing
But I wish I could stay sick, sick, sick, sick
You're my favorite kind of mischief
You're my favorite kind of pain
Take me over; you're the virus
You're the virus that I crave
Come to you when I am nothing
Make me less than what I was
I want you when I am dying
I'm infected you're the worst
You're my favorite kind of garbage
You're my favorite kind of mud
Make my fantasies a nightmare
You take but never take enough
Come to you because I'm stupid
And I wish that I could quit
There's no sane or sober reason
I'm in love with your toxic
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Ghösh Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Ghösh (pronounced, gowsh) is a nü jungle, digital hardcore, US grime band from Philadelphia formed in 2018.
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