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Megaton You think you're Nasty Nas You're just cringy as Megaton Whose side are you on? Whose shit you don? What form of murder do you want? Kiloton, yeah Combust the blast No war, no death, no point There's no fucker left Apart from you The emperor's new hoes on a record label Who just sign all the dregs, let's face it Wrap it in class politics Give it some legs, give it some legs now Megaton No war, no death Megaton, Megaton, Megaton, Megaton Megaton No war, no death Megaton, Megaton, Megaton, Megaton On me head son, don't make me laugh Letras de cancionesThey call me 00Lol, licensed to sign off the dole Not really, I'm Prince Edward really, you whinger Right, left, Fred like an horse shoe, he's good with the budget Hello renters, I'm in you, urgh I hate that saying, noughties bands say it when they drive into the next town they're playing Megaton No war, no death Megaton, Megaton, Megaton, Megaton Megaton No war, no death Megaton, Megaton, Megaton, Megaton Yeah, weights and wanking Hard bodies and phone lights, that's all we got I got my stomach flat for the money shot In shiny cars, Elvis jaws and no bras On the road to nowhere Nobody knows where to post anymore Social media weight watchers, collabing with the same old fucking singers Spray and pray, like lazy dog owners on short walks, mate Wankers fucking toss parachutes from jizz-op aircraft carriers Megaton No war, no death Megaton, Megaton, Megaton, Megaton From Letras Mania