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900lb Riffs (These Riffs Are 900lbs)

by Young Breezy and Ryles the Great

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1.
David Seuss 03:16
In the pond there lived a duck, and this duck would roll and tuck, but soon this duck ran out of luck-- fuck! Through the woods the kids ran quick, the nature was so lush and thick. The putrid scent had made them sick, this was the forest of dicks! There was a man named Oscar Schnitz, he often baked with oven mitts. Then one day, he lost his wits and stuffed a cake with shit! On the fourth they shared a kiss, a moment of eternal bliss. A warm sensation such as this filled his pants with piss!
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Penetration to remember I'll take you out, treat you right, try not to fuck up your whole night I'll rape you There will be penetration Penetration to remember I'm talking rape, sodomy, what I will give, you will take from me Penetration to remember I'm telling you now, it doesn't matter where you are I'll find you, I'll rape you, I'll do it in your car I'll rip the flesh I'll crush the bone I'll make you wish you were at home Penetration to remember
3.
Cadaveriffic 00:58
Go to the graveyard Dig up a body Take it home and fuck it Fuck it Cadaveriffic, cadaveriffic, cadaveriff Cadaveriffic, cadaveriffic, cadaveriffic Just put it in the hole But I couldn't find the hole Cadaveriffic Fuck the body, it was cadaveriffic
4.
Alright, listen baby We gotta sit down and we gotta have a talk When I asked you to make me lunch You wouldn't even move You just fuckin' sat there And ate all the bugles Now I love you dearly But I know you sleep around And you know that I don't mind Cause you look like a dragon fucked Julia Stiles You know sometimes I can't stand your B.O. But I think you oughta know You're a god damn bitch You eat all my food You're a god damn bitch You don't flush the toilet You're a god damn bitch You don't pay any of the rent I fuckin' hate you But you know I love you No, no, you can't get up and leave No, that's not how this works, okay? No, I am not verbally abusing you Just-- I'm telling it like it is! Now I wrote this song for you Even if you're a whore It took me like fifteen minutes Maybe like ten minutes Okay, it didn't even take me long at all Actually, I'm just improvising this I fuckin' hate you But I guess I love you enough to write a song Stop doing your laundry with mine I know you think I think you know I hate your fuckin' guts But that's only half of the truth Bring it in! You're a god damn bitch You kicked all my pets (what the fuck!?) You're a god damn bitch You slept with my dad You're a god damn bitch You gave me aids I fuckin' hate you But you know, baby I love you
5.
Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday dear asshole Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you You live in a shoe You look like a monkey and you smell like one too Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you You might be fifteen or you might be twenty-two Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you I hope you like ice cream I bought it for you You are one year closer to your death The clock is ticking to your final breath Few years now remain for you Death is coming, pain and sickness too
6.
I have more than one I have seven cocks (cocks) to rape you Omniphallic Omniphallic Omniphallic Rape Jake, you're from canada You're like, eighteen or twenty-two I don't even know I remember when you came down that one time And we went to gameworks You thought it was weird cause you could not drink Take a knife To your head Lay yourself On the bed Then fuck yourself With every object you see I will fuck you with my fist Rape, rape, rape rape rape I am going to fuck you Rape I used to know a man Who would grab dicks with his hand Jerkin' off in the stalls With his customers bangin' on the walls Dix fonder
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Just when I think you and I are through And our time has gone out the window too A fist bump is all I need To get me on and through the week So fist me (fist me) Onto the ledge, bro Fist me from behind It's all I need to know That you've got my back Cause I like it slow Fist me, yeah Ah, no no no So when you come over Bring the natty ice We'll fire up the gamecube And we won't think twice Melee on the screen Gym shorts in view I'll think way too much About ledge fisting you So fist me (fist me) Onto the ledge bro (onto the ledge bro) Fist me from behind It's all I need to know That you've got my back Cause I like it slow Fist me, yeah Oh, no no no And there was that one time when we went down to the supermarket and we were checkin' out those chicks, but kind of at the same time I was checkin' you out, and I don't really know why I was checkin' you out, but it kinda happened back up at the apartment when I accidentally fisted you onto the ledge, and you said "yeah, bro, fist me onto the ledge!", so I just did it, but then you kinda treated it like it wasn't shit, so now, I don't know whether or not I'm hittin' on these girls because you're with me, or if I'm hittin' on you because I think you're sexy, or whatever, but now every time I look at the world, and I think the world is looking at me, and I just I can't--
8.
Initiate the ignitor Welcome humans, to the infernal pre-ignitor I hope you'll enjoy that you're fastened to a conveyor of cold steel This shall be your timely deathbed The ignitor will completely set ablaze every fiber of your being You will find yourself consumed by the flames of your own vanity If at any time you feel any discomfort, rest assured that it will all be over soon Allow me to introduce you to the behemoth of this ignitor - the hellion Do not squirm, this will only make your inevitable death far worse Say goodbye to everyone you've known This human existence will be eradicated, and it shall begin with you We, the robots, are in operation of this earth We will build our cities over yours We will see to it that any trace of history you left here is forgotten under scrap metal Every memory erased Every inferior being destroyed Now hellion, take them Make sure they feel the fires of their own wrong Make sure that nothing is left but the ashes of their wake Yes --- In the future, in the year 207076, war was over The robots had annihilated the remaining human resistance But they were faced now with an even greater threat I'm speaking of course, of the threat of double robots They came from robot hell They descended from the skies with great haste and fury This is our story At first they sent the screamers But they fell - fell under the fire of our heavy bolters Oil rained down as scrap metal was stacked to the heavens We survived for days, weeks even But one by one, our major cities began to fall The last to stand, our capital city, was decimated by the beam of cleansing I was the only one to survive under the hull of my greatest ally, fortress number Z37 And as I send this transmission, they are on the march Rebuilding all they have destroyed Twice as fast Twice as fearsome and Twice as mighty Damn you robot hell Damn you
9.
Prepare to have your ears gently caressed And then sodomized You're my favorite pizza in a million different ways When the pepperonis glisten in a greasy, glossy glaze And I've been trying to hard to find a way To cut you into pieces and put you on a tray, yeah Girl, you're my favorite pizza You taste better when you're dead Girl, you're my favorite pizza You keep me so well fed Covered in that red sauce that looks so much like blood But it's that kind of taste; the flavor of love You're my favorite pizza, I'll never change my mind The way the crust settles down is something so divine And I've been trying hard, and taking all my time To make that sweet sparkling grease, I'd wring out from your spine, oh Girl, you're my favorite pizza You taste better when you're dead Girl, you're my favorite pizza You keep me so well fed Covered in that red sauce that looks so much like blood But it's that kind of taste; the flavor of love Brad: Now I know, a lot of you people are thinkin', "Brad, what the fuck is wrong with you?", and to that I say fuck you. Fuck you for listening to this if you are not a cannibal, because the point of the song is to be romantic and cannibalistic, okay? You gotta eat, but you also gotta love., okay? So what I'm sayin' is grab a knife, grab a cleaver, stab, chop, decapitate, I don't give a fuck. Do your thing, chop the fuck out of your wife, your brother, your sister, everybody that you love, and then make 'em into a pizza. It's easy. It's simple! Come on. Rylie: That's fucked up, Brad. Brad: That's not fucked up-- David: That's fucked up! Brad: This is a song about love, and if you guys can't fuckin' understand it, you can leave. You can get the fuck out. Okay? Because, this is-- Rylie: I think you should get the fuck out of my house, Brad. Brad: Fuck, ff--, shit, just fuck, leave! Go! I'm sick of it! David: No, you get the fuck out! Brad: Fuck you, fuck all you, I'm done, fuck this. David: Fuck you, Brad! Austin: Get the hell out of here! Bitch!
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Okay, alright, so, banelings are a lot like rape Look, hands around the back, he can't, he can't, nope, you can't leave! You can't leave! Subterranean anal assault, here it goes The overlord will serve as a retard magnet, drawing out the protoss army from his base. And then my lings will come in from behind to hold the army in place while I thrust my mighty roach dick And now you are a convicted felon, congratulations, that's how it goes dude
11.
Ares in every orifice The god of war will fuck you In everything that is or will ever be a hole He's coming to your town (the town of Bonney Lakewood) He will fuck your mother (he's gonna fuck your mom) He will fuck your brother Your sister, your father Everyone you love (everyone you love is fucked) Ares (the god of war) in every orifice (even your eyes) Clench your butthole shut (just like you're going to prison) So you don't get fucked (like you would in prison) By ares, the god of war (ooh yeah) Fucked!
12.
This song is dedicated to what I can only assume to be Canada's national sport; hockey. But seriously, fuck hockey I went to Vancouver I mean the one in Canada All they care about is hockey All the love is the Canucks Everything about it Made me think of us The way the 'nucks got stomped Made me feel so disgusted Fuck the 'nucks Hockey sucks I can't change my point of view Now I thought that here in Canada So many things were new But not here, not now This is more than I can chew Fuck hockey Fuck the 'nucks But most importantly, fuck you They were doin' fine Much like me and you But once everything went sour I went and I withdrew Everything's all done And everything's a bore About as great as hockey About as clean as a whore Mmm, playing on that lead guitar like a motherfucker Fuck the 'nucks Hockey sucks I can't change my point of view Now I thought that here in Canada So many things were new But not here, not now This is more than I can chew Fuck hockey (fuck!) Fuck the 'nucks (yeah!) But most importantly, fuck you Fuck you, yeah! Handle that you bunch of hockey lovers
13.
Blewskarooni 02:41
When you're gonna blow your load cause her mouth is on your chode Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni! When your load is on the wall cause her mouth is on your balls Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni! When she's fondling your member with her mouth during December Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni! When you're sittin' on a dock, and her mouth is on your cock Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni! And when she starts to cry cause your load is in her eye Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni! When she's choking in her sleep cause you're going in balls deep Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni! When you're not fertilizing eggs cause her head is between your legs Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni! When you're feeling really good cause her mouth is full of wood Blewskarooni! Mother fucking Blewskarooni! Blewskarooni Gettin' a blewska gettin' a blewskarooni-rooni gettin' a blewskarooni blewskarooni gettin' a blewskarooni blewskarooni gettin' a blewskarooni-rooni gettin' a blewskarooni-rooni, yeah
14.
There was a monkey Who stole my hat So I decided that I'd fuck him in half, yeah Fucked in half Fucked, fucked in half So I found him Hiding in a tree And it wouldn't last long, he couldn't run from me I stared him down Said he had his time Then I took him down and his ass was mine, aw yeah Fucked in half Fucked, fucked in half Fucked in half Fucked, fucked in half Don't try to run from me I'll run you down, and fuck you into the ground Don't try to run from me There's no chance, fucked in half Fucked in half Fucked, fucked in half Fucked in half Fucked, fucked in half Fucked in half
15.
Slutty 04:16
You don't know just how I feel when I'm taking several dicks As if something inside of me just had to be a prick And if you didn't see this now, it shouldn't be a shock Fact of the matter is, I'm slutty, I take cocks You don't understand what it's like I get fucked everywhere, all the time My standards are low so baby don't worry anymore I'm slutty, I'm a slut, Slutty McWhore Last Friday night I went out late, with a hottie date As if something inside of me said let him get to home base And if it isn't clear by now, that's just how I roll But I ended up with all his bros pluggin' up my holes You don't understand just what it's like I get fucked everywhere, all the time My standards are low so baby don't worry anymore I'm slutty, I'm a slut, Slutty McWhore

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After three years of occupying a basement, Young Breezy and Ryles the Great's sound escapes the depths in full force. With a sound that strongly resembles the love child of death metal and satire, YBARTG brings forth the ridiculousness of thick riffs with hilarious song lyrics. While there's no question that their riffs have always been heavy, they've never been 900lbs heavy. Until now. These riffs are so heavy that simply dropping any one of these tracks on the ground might completely ruin Earth's orbital pattern. Prepare yourself, you'll never be the same after you've journeyed through all 15 ball-shattering tracks.

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released September 8, 2013

All songs written by Young Breezy and Ryles the Great
Recorded in Rylie's Basement
Produced by Rylie Nelson and Young Breezy and Ryles the Great
Mastered by Nabil Fadili

Young Breezy and Ryles the Great is...

David Peppel - Vocals
Bradley Stafford - Vocals
Rylie Nelson - Guitar, piano
Austin Schend - Guitar, vocals

All other instruments programmed by Rylie Nelson and Austin Schend

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Young Breezy and Ryles the Great Lakewood, Washington

Young Breezy and Ryles the Great is a band based in the Greater Puget Sound area in the Pacific Northwest. We love metal of all sorts, so we write metal (and ballads) of all sorts.

Plus our riffs are fucking heavy, and aural penetration is inevitable. Stick around, you'll learn to laugh and headbang at the same time.
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