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Intro
01:58
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Welcome. The year is 3069. America is in ruin and marijuana doesn't exist because some total chode sent an army of robots back in time to the year 1986 to kill every weed smoker in the world. Now, these robots known as Bonginators police the streets with laser guns and kill anyone who attempts to resist.
This reign of terror seemed hopeless until you came along. You are a member of an elite resistance force known as the Doinkinites. You wear camo shorts, a bandana around your forehead, and don't give no shits. You have been selected because of your hunkin bod to go back in time to stop the Bonginators. Only you are capable of such badassery.
Only you are capable of such badassery. Only you can prevent...
...The 1986 Doink City Massacre
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The Doinkinite
04:54
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Soldier of smoke
The world’s only savior
Sent back in time to destroy Bonginator
Stoned as fuck
And fueled by hatred
Bringer of death and marijuana
Robot slaves
Equipped with lasers
Sent to the past to kill all weed smokers
Fight or die
To save the ganja
Kill all robot narcs
You have been chosen for this task
Meet with a person from the past
They will provide you all you need
Bullets guns and tons of weed
The Bonginators are on their way
You must prepare for judgement day
Load up your guns and roll your joints
Save the world…
…by smoking weed
Weapons grade marijuana
Vaporizer gasmask bong
Inhale weed, get really high
High as fuck and weaponized.
SMOKE WEED
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The Bonginators
02:59
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Behold my great army
Fleet of a thousand robots
Obey my every order
Bringers of mass destruction
Destroy every weakling
Kill all the weed smokers
Show no mercy to them
All weed smokers must die
Rip the brains out from their skulls
Snap their bones and drink their blood
Tear the insides, crush their lungs
Win the fucking War on Drugs
Destroy all weed
Submit to me
Bring me his head
I want him dead
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Interdoob
02:04
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War; On Drugs
03:16
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Battle is here
The time is now
Guns are loaded
War paint applied
Unlimited supply of bullets
M16’s, RPG’s and grenades
Bonginators make their approach
Coming up on the horizon
Minigun is locked and loaded
One last toke before the battle
You wanna fucking piece of me?
Come and it get, bitch.
I said you wanna fucking piece of me?
Well come and fucking get it bitch
Bullets
Lasers
Hyperkinetic warfare
No guts
No gore
Just metal hitting metal
Minigun firing
Ripping through robot parts
Laser eyes turning red
You get hit, take cover
Air support inbound
Dropping bombs from the sky
You get healed by the weed
But there are more Bonginators
Smoke more weed until there is none
Save the world by smoking the drugs
War is at hand, a thousand to one
Chances of survival are slim to none
Kill them all, one by one
War is not over til war is won
Fight for the weed, and fight for your life
Peace is not an option, because this is war; on drugs
War... ...on drugs
War... ...on drugs
War... ...on drugs
War on drugs go
Bullets and lasers and robots and weed
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Dank Nugulus
03:12
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Dank Nugulus
End is near
The final battle
You have destroyed
All one thousand
Dank Nugulus
One last fight
The strongest robot
15 tons
20 feet tall
Bullets are no use for this
Must employ all explosives
RPGs and frag grenades
Marijuana fuels my rage
Must destroy Dank Nugulus
Stop at nothing to resist
Save the world from losing all its weed
Fire at will
Don’t stop til it’s dead
Everything you got, shoot right at the head
Feel the heat
Explosions and death
Never stop smoking
Firing missile from its mouth
Crushing everything in its path
10 machine guns for fingers
15 ton metal death machine
Fire rockets in his chest
Damage to its core mainframe
Coolant system is exposed
I know how I will destroy
Detach coolant tube from inside
Empty the fluid inside
Detach tube from your gasmask
End is imminent for robot
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