Bald Rock Rap: yoc can add lines if ya want

[KD]

This stuff about climbers is pissin us
Charmane is towin and dissin us
All people wanna do is sit and discuss
How some brothers finga’ and spray
Caused king hook us up
But anybody that knows us
Can relate
That we never went to someone’s place
And put up a gate
And hooked up car
And towed it far
And lot of people have made the finga at us
The finger don’t hurt
And it aint bad
You’d think that
We put it charmanes ass
Fuck a oil guy getting pissed at a finga
Somebody oughta fuck king and charmane
With a bent carabina
And hook up king
An make him bitch
Put his dick in sling
With a clovehitch
Let Dirt amush him
Hidin in camo
Then drag him by the cock down bald rock road
But all we can do is post an talk about it
We need to dump a bag of chalk down
Charmanes throat
Then blow it to ass and make him shout an shit it
I hope our outside lawyers do somethin quicker
For the fucka puts gates across fixer.

[Crankmas]

word

[andy_lemon]

It only took a few grand
for us to own the land.
Why don't we have the upper hand.

So lets contemplate
a way to beat the hate,
when Charmane goes to put up another gate.

Bloody hands, aching caves, and a scabbed up knee.
I think we can all agree,
Climbers are their toughest enemy.

We've all got a gun for Charmane,
filled with bullets carved with a name,
we're gonna see who can bring the most pain.

But let's not act too hasty,
cause blood shed ain't too tasty.
Instead, lets goto bed,
wake up the next day with a clear head.

Now that we are thinking clear,
we are going to give it to Charmane in the rear.
But violence won't be necissary,
we are already pretty damn scary.

So we're gonna start towing their cars,
and put their oil rigs behind bars.
Lock them out,
closest they'll ever get to the oil is with a shout.

Oh but that ain't it,
Thier baracades are a big zit,
on our land,
so lets return them as they stand.

Put them around their corporate office,
then they'll think we are a bunch of novice.
They'll have to walk in,
then we will have finally given it to them.

[KD]

word up!

[KD]

Dear santa
All I want for christmas
is to climb at the arena
and you can come with us
what's that santa I hear you say
Gary King towed your sleigh away
He and Charmane are so fuckin' gay
I wish those fucks would do what they oughta'
Course they are probably
back in their shacks abusin' their daughters

[aaron]

the s/r what i wanna see
there's no fee
all we need is a key
what could it be

don't sit on the bench
how bout a wrench
in 9/16 inch
gates are gone, it's a cinch

there won't be no olive brach or dove
when push comes to shove
don't show no love
they don't listen to the gov

can't get through all this red tape
we're all about to go ape
to see the land they rape
cars being towed, there's no escape

how can the gates remain
this shits insane
watch the bullets rain
lets destroy charmane

lets all light up some cigs
throw it and gas on their rigs
then dance a redneck jig
our lawyers'll keep us outta the brig

we've got nothin to hide
the laws on our side
by the rules they don't abide
solve it all with homocide

just empty the clip
let the trigger slip
flash gang signs like a crip
then the bird we'll flip

the s/r's got 3 stars
the access is ours
but they tow our cars
like fucked up russian czars

all week we toil
our anger begins to boil
they just pollute the soil
with their tainted oil

climbers they hate
they're all queerbait
tear down the gates
we've had all we'll tolerate

don't sit and pout
everyone stand and shout
let'em know what we're about
time has run out