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Chemical Imbalance - The Porkers



     
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[Incomprehensible]You don't know me, I'm the unholy, soley, time patrolly
I clock crazy credits and don't rhyme for rollies
Still bustin' at the police, know, least one of my bullets
A hit my enemy in his face when this trigger, I pull it
I'm twisted like a psychopath, I write my rhymes in blood
I don't got a DJ 'cause I a cut him up
They won't let me on MTV, I'd beat up Carson Daly
And remind Eminem of D'Angelo Bailey
Haley's in a coma, Haley's in a coma
I smell the aroma of a dead body
Chemical Imbalance, Chemical Imbalance
Chemical Imbalance, Chemical Imbalance
Drugs, thugs, slugs, niggaz get plugged
At a early age, up in Detroit, nigga what?
Hustla, get yo trick on, hoe, tell 'em who dick you want
Shit, I'm a lunatic in this bitch
I wanna blow my own head off, Kurt Cobain style
I think if I was dead, I'd be better off now

Chemical Imbalance, Chemical Imbalance
Chemical Imbalance, Chemical Imbalance

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The Porkers story starts in 1985, in the East coast Australian city of Newcastle, 2 rude boys, Pete and Sean decide in a drunken stupor, after the demise of some of their favourite Australian ska bands, that they would start a band. The fact that neither of them could play an instrument didn’t seem like an obstacle, and they set out to find local musicians to back their all-singing, all-dancing show.

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