Lyrics of Gutter punk

Carbon Airways

pochette album Gutter punk
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My mama never taught me how to knock a man / out
Take the man's / crown
So i learned how to take his girls pants / down
Shoplift your bitch, like i need a hand / out
Black jeans, brown tims
I'm the mannn now, rock and roll

This is for my fuck ups, let’s stay fucked up
I'm not lost i know exactly where i am
Stay young, don't die, that's the plan
Going harder than the beat
Filthy like the fucking streets
Looking for something to eat with my chipped teeth
(wild in the streets like there ain't no police)

I'm a gutter punk
A motherfuckin punk!
I'm a gutter punk
(wild in the streets like there ain't no police)
I'm a gutter punk
A motherfuckin punk!
I'm a gutter punk
(wild in the streets)

Woke up in my steel toes-it's just past noon
Room full of bitches
Smells like bulleit rye and perfume (2)
It must be a weekday
So is tomorrow

So fuck them all and just drink from the bottle, ha?

Lock and load, i got them
Shit's going down
Let it fall like it's autumn / automatic
Like curry from 20 / get money (?)
Drive the girls wild
See me and they flip like a turnstile

Going harder than the beat
Filthy like the fucking streets
Looking for something to eat with my chipped teeth
(wild in the streets like there ain't no police)

I'm a gutter punk
A motherfuckin punk!
I'm a gutter punk
(wild in the streets like there ain't no police)
I'm a gutter punk
A motherfuckin punk!
I'm a gutter punk

I’ve spent the night driving drunk
At least -you know where to find me

I'm a gutter punk
A motherfuckin punk!
I'm a gutter punk
(wild in the streets like there ain't no police)
(x2)

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