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The Brett Favre EP

by The Gawdamn Dirty Outfit

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    A tribute to the man who dons 4. An icon among the American landscape. A southern boy from Mississippi who became a gridiron legend. Tip our hat to Mr. Brett Favre.
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<Intro> September 18, 1987 feel so good feels like heaven. Going out drinking that's what's on my brain. 12 hours later gonna whoop Tulane. Doing pills. Having thrills. Going to bars and wrecking cars. Get my country kicks with my country chicks. L-I-V-I-N gets ya pretty damn far. Ruling this campus Southern Miss Brett Favre. July 14, 1990 driving so fast cops behind me. Lost control and I hit a tree. My brother's golf club done set me free. <Chorus> On the eighth of September that same year I suited up put on my gear. Six weeks ago my car went slammer and now today I did the same to 'Bama. <Chorus>
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Avascular Necrosis doesn't make a shit to me. Gridiron Gods done shined my ass dubbed me wild and free. Bo Jackson thought I'd be with him lame duck in the breeze. But I'm a Mississippi superman southern steel in my veins. Get down... Avascular Necrosis tried to make me suck it's dick. White-knuckle grip dirty fingernails calling me a prick. Propositioned by a disease sure is fucking sick. Crusty looms around it's ankles shit stains grab the stick. Gawdamn... Avascular Necrosis never got the best of me. I beat it's ass and chased it home kicked it in the teeth. Broke it's nose and smacked it's mom dead on it's feet. Stuffed it in a casket Favre planted it six feet deep. Last time...
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Kiln 04:50
Kiln. Homegrown boy from Kiln. Never have I ever been anything other than Kiln. North. Icy frozen tundra up North. I'll miss the South forever I'm sure even when I head up North. I'll miss the sweet tea and lemonade. Porch swinging in Kiln. We got it made. Gun. People say I carry a gun. Shooting footballs for fun calling my arm my gun. Sure. Stone cold to the bone sure. They'll know all what's in store be an MVP that's for sure. <Chorus> In Kiln you know what you got in store. Home blessings and roots beating at the core. Kiln. Kiln. Where do I begin? Kiln. Kiln. Where do I begin? French. Part Choctaw and French. Wishbone it's a clinch under five passes I'm French. Home. Atlanta-Green Bay was home. New York and the Metrodome but Kiln will always be my home. <Chorus>
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Making money in Green Bay. Wearing gold rings. Bart Starr second coming. MVP. Four touchdowns in a half. 2003. In honor of my father I won an ESPY. Raider fans clapped. Offensive Player of the Week. Milestone Season. Chasing John Elway. Ten Pro Bowls. Why I gotta get away? With all I've done I can retire, then play. My skills are real. Why ya gotta hate on me? A football God in real comfortable jeans. In real comfortable jeans. Named to the 90s All Decade Team. Operates a steakhouse baring my name. Why the Jet fans scream nothing but blame? Six touchdowns against the Cards is insane. What I suppose to do with a team that's ashame? Shoulder's busted up but I played, no complaints. Most quarterback records fall under my reign. Commercial star ICON in tight Wrangler jeans. My skills are real. Why ya gotta hate on me? A football God in real comfortable jeans. Walking through the tunnel shorty yelling my name. Bitch, I gotta wife; don't hate the player hate the game. Never get tired of my white clothes grass stains. Pig skin hide like a smash mouth mustang. Throwing kamikaze blocks in the Wisconsin rain. Running and gunning like Outlaw Jesse James. My any given sunday skill proves my crown. Peyton and Brady had to come through my town. <Chorus> Brett's a simple man with a passion for football. Comes home post-game and loves me all night long. Greatest Papa on the globe like a James Brown song. Gentle family man with a love that's so strong. Licks the lollipop lets the magic stick drop. Hail Mary through the sheets and the cherry goes pop. Best quarterback, the comparisons should stop. Greatest father, husband, lover. Baby's on top. <Chorus> I'm a deep threat bandit. A two-minute stunner. Whip a rag-tag Chevy, no need for a Hummer. Keep my shotgun level like an Allman Brother. Number four ain't the same since Favre donned the number. The Pack dropped me in favor of the young gun. Beat all 32? I'm the only one, son. Record setting season in the Minnesota limelight. Remember Favre to Freeman? Broken fingers, goodnight.

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Recorded during the infamous Green House sessions

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released September 15, 2009

all songs written & performed by GDO

Guest Vocals: C. Sneado (WV Chapter)
Guest Vocals: Cindy-O (WV Chapter)
Guest Vocals: DK (New York City Chapter)

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