Splinter

By Grouce

On G-Rated

Released on November 2, 2016

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- Chorus -

One way or another, I’ll get under your skin

Like a splinter, it's no wonder you've been

Thinkin’ that I'm insane, maybe I am

I’ll get under your skin any way that I can…

(Verse 1)

You could do some meth or you could do a pinger

Feelin’ like your brain has been put through the ringer

Diced up in a blender, my stuff is an ember

Sparkin’ up flames, yo, I snuff any member

Of any of these half arse labels

Lyrically I can break ‘em like fuckin’ glass tables

I assume they don't want me to go and blast staples

Into their tits, clits, pricks, and nuts after they cast fables

About the Grouce

Like that one lie that got me kicked out the house

You know sometimes they've got a big mouth and douse

The fuckin’ flame

Don't fuckin’ blame me when i go fuckin’ up a dame

Or a dude, what else can i do? They've got it comin’

“To get away, be prepared to do a lot of runnin’”

Is what I tell ‘em, I'm tellin’ ‘em from the get go

Their spirit is now on fuckin’ death row

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

One way or another, I'm gonna get under

Your skin, it's no wonder, you've been thinkin’ I'm a

Splinter like a ninja turtle sensei

I do shit and I don't care what you and your friends say

(Verse 2)

Fuck the scene, it can suck a dick

It's been a stuck up prick

All these blow-ins have snuck up quick

Thousands of whack cunts to choose from, just fuckin’ pick

Get ‘em in your sights, then go chuck a brick

I'm so fuckin’ sick of these fuckers with no talent

Actin’ like they're fuckin’ kingshit, and act like they're so gallant

Come to think of it, you're one of them

While makin’ fun of them, I'm really makin’ fun of you

I’ll spit in front of you

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on

Beam me up Scotty like a Klingon

Time to get the fuck up out this fuckin’ bitch

There might not even be a scene to fuckin’ ditch, fuck, bitch!

I would like to see somebody catch me carin’

Infact, I actually dare ‘em

They closed down another venue, boo hoo

I’ll do me, you go and do you…

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)

My message hasn't changed, ‘fuck you all’

I don't care if you're fuckin’ tall or fuckin’ small

I will punch you in the fuckin’ balls

Drag you up the fuckin’ walls then gag you

I'm rawer than wagyu

Steak when it's uncooked

Wake the fuck up, yeah, I unhooked

From the matrix, I'm unhinged

I'm off the hinges, the one who lynches

Anybody who fuckin’ whinges

Time’s up, I'm set to blow

All those dumb cunts you hang with, try let them know

There's a new sheriff in town, he’s tearin’ it down

To look for the head that's wearin’ the crown

So he can wear it around town

You’ll have to bow down

Like a chick when it's chica-bow-wow

Make you chow down

On a dick, you fuckin’ prick

All you shitheads can go and suck a dick…

(Chorus)

(Bridge)