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Kurt Cobain (feat. Bully Bravo & The Dirty Sample) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cold Camp
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Josh Thorp
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Cold Camp - Kurt Cobain (feat. Bully Bravo & The Dirty Sample) Lyrics
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Born in a snowstorm up north
Ice king, Motorola phone, beeper code
Blacked out, sleeper mode
The chief creep, The go getter
Break em off, Toblerone
Clutch cheeks home alone
F*ck em they keep dreaming
Their old joints need cortisone
Them new joints just mediocre
They play parts like ray liotta
Blow clouds big and bright
Aurora borealis in your corridor
I'm a corner stone
Ayo catch me at the corner store
Smoke gelato cones
Writing gorgeous poems up in a polar storm
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
Kurt Cobain
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
I hate that they love me,
When they aim for your energy
Shallow graves for them enemies
Had to learn how to navigate and lay them out like some ketamine
Death is coming
David Carradine
Through the shadows of the ice castle, frankly
We paradigms of terror, reapers reapin', Bred feral
Banking on the bravo, Bully Benedito, brutus, blutto type bravado
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
Kurt Cobain
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
I hate that they love me
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Born in a snowstorm up north
Ice king, Motorola phone, beeper code
Blacked out, sleeper mode
The chief creep, The go getter
Break em off, Toblerone
Clutch cheeks home alone
F*ck em they keep dreaming
Their old joints need cortisone
Them new joints just mediocre
They play parts like ray liotta
Blow clouds big and bright
Aurora borealis in your corridor
I'm a corner stone
Ayo catch me at the corner store
Smoke gelato cones
Writing gorgeous poems up in a polar storm
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
Kurt Cobain
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
I hate that they love me,
When they aim for your energy
Shallow graves for them enemies
Had to learn how to navigate and lay them out like some ketamine
Death is coming
David Carradine
Through the shadows of the ice castle, frankly
We paradigms of terror, reapers reapin', Bred feral
Banking on the bravo, Bully Benedito, brutus, blutto type bravado
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
Kurt Cobain
I hate that they love me, but I love that they hate me
I hate that they love me
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Writer: Josh Thorp
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