P. Bastard

P. is 44 years old. He is the Electric Guitarist of Bastardization. P. is also known as "Jester". P. is located in London at Highgate Cemetery.

P. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.

Wut? We booked a tour?! HOW?! *smirks*

Flower crusher

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Song Details

Flower crusher is Crowdpleaser music in tempo Adagio. The music is GOD SMACKING and the lyrics are revolutionary. The song was written 9/22/2009 by P. Bastard. The originality is terrific.

Fame: 64
Popularity:
Stage Potential: 30
Genre: Punk Rock
Owner: Bastardization
First Revealed: 9/22/2009 * Songs this old don't have an accurate release date and are considered to be revealed the same day they were composed.

Dominant Instruments

Bass Guitar
Electric Guitar
Rapper
Lead Vocals

Special Lyrics

I watch you uncross your legs,
I watch you pull up that dress,
I watch you with a smile on my face,
oh how I'd like to have a taste.

I watch you toss your hair,
I watch you kiss him with care,
I watch you slide fingers down his chest,
oh how I'd like to suck on your breast.

I watch you biting his lip,
I watch you gave waiter his tip,
I watch your round ass stand up,
oh this lust I cannot stop.

I watch you saying goodbye to your stud,
I watch you leave the club,
I watch your sexy body moving away,
oh I'm going your way.

I follow you to your car,
while your figure shines like a star,
I watch you search for the keys,
opening the doors puts my mind at ease.

I take one step closer and grab your head,
pulling my hand over your mouth,
"One scream bitch and you're dead",
I can feel your fear and drought.

Take your keys and open the trunk,
shove your precious body in darkness you sunk,
grabbing the wheel as smile spreads my mouth,
next turn, highway to South.

I can hear you screaming even if I said *screams in the mic* SHUT THE FUCK UP!
but nothing I do, can stop your talk,
turn on the music, crank up the volume,
as I down another bottle of rum.

Found the spot, we pull over,
haven't left the country border,
I have you all for me,
my hands turn sweaty,
as I pull you out,
you swing for a knockout.

Slap on the face,
you turn limp and I embrace,
grabbing your hair pulling you on the ground,
nothing here, just forest that surrounds.

Spreading your legs while you resist and kick,
don't worry baby you turn me on I'll be quick,
but your nails dig through my eyes,
and you make my blood pressure rise.

I knock your head on the stone beneath,
in your neck I nail my teeth,
you're relaxed and it's time to impose,
my dick in your pussy, ripping off your clothes.

I'm in, while your body shakes,
I watch your face that awakes,
sign of terror paints your skin,
while I enjoy deep within.

You let go, unable to fight and resist,
I'm letting go of your wrist,
watching from the outside as we both kiss,
I know you're enjoying this.

I penetrate deeper as I taste your tear,
the pain is gone now baby, just left with fear,
I can feel you squirm underneath,
while the knife gets in and makes a slit.

Blood gushes out of my back,
you fiercely attack,
as my mind loses its track,
my face got a strong smack.

I fall out, bleeding on the dirt,
watching your legs run with a ripped off skirt,
right in front of my eyes, watching at the light,
I try to stand but my body falls down with fright.

You're gone, left screaming for help,
while I'm here, gasping for air,
bleeding out drip by drip,
losing my grip.

I'm dying, piece of shit,
thinking what did I commit,
as my body goes cold and blood dry,
there's only one name for me and I deserve to die.

Covers

This song is being performed as a cover by the following artists: