[Lyric] Free The Booty (The Regime)

Free The Booty

Liam

Pixelated
Minds are waiting
(to be free)
Something strange just
To relieve us of the mundane
Invading our brains
Institute I
Can’t compute
(Not a debate)
No time to waste
In this illusion
Refusing the irrefutable proof
Our minds are fused

Intwined in this silent
Parade that we’re riding
(Theres no way)
I won’t be leaving my ass in the shade
I’m not afraid of everything that I’m made
In line with this dreaming
No sign be misleading
(Thе Road)
I won’t be leaving my ass in the cold
Gеtting to old to fart when I’m told
Chorus

I begin just shaking that ass I’m in
Get in the nudey got to free the booty
Realign when I’m moving it from behind
Gotta be loose to free the caboose
See the flow when I’m grooving it down below
Way to fly get low to get high
Keep shaking what you got
The only way to survive
Get the mind out of the way
To keep the booty alive

(Free the booty, got to free the booty)

Aleks

Push your gut out
I mean it; push your gut out
Bend it at the knees and release
Free the butt out
Feel the energy
That you've been heaving 'round the rough-house
Get even
To release all the demons
We get the funk out
Oooo

I feel the freedom inside
This skin?
Provides friction
To ease on the slide
Its easy to vibe
Believe
I won't be leaving the ride
Im locked in
But tonight
Im gonna free the behind

Ziggy

I can tell the fuckin acid is working
Half bird reptilian serpent tryna act like a person

Never nervous in person
I work as part of a circus

Back to back full contact but trapped
In a purgatory

Chickens wrap And not one fat little virgin
Ain’t flipping patties to make Matty a
Big Mac with a gurkin
You want the accurate version?
Ill smack it till it hurts
Free your booty if your gluteus is wrapped
In a turban

I’ve got bad manners and fat habits
Im always back at it like smack addicts
Ripping open bats like black sabbath

Flowing like rapids I’ve got nothin to hide
Coz my buttocks isn’t covered by my suffering side

Pre chorus

Entwined in this silent
Parade that we’re riding
Their’s no way!
I won’t be leaving my ass in the shade
I’m not afraid of everything that I’m made
In line with this dreaming
No sign be misleading
The Road
I won’t be leaving my ass in the cold
Getting to old to fart when I’m told

Chorus