R**e for the Album

[Verse 1 - Taylor whimpering softly, broken voice] They locked the door back in '08... Said "fourth album needs that real pain" Bill brought his brothers, thick black cocks swinging Pushed me down on the studio floor, no escaping [Pre-Chorus - Bed starts creaking, skin slaps begin] Two years of recording, but no guitar strings Just ugly old niggers roaring, taking turns in me Whimpering for mercy, but they laugh and cheer "Break the white bitch, make her career" [Chorus - Heavy thuds, loud flesh slapping, Taylor crying out] Ahh! F**k... please... no more... Thick nigger c**k splitting me raw Pounding my tight p***y, bed creaking loud C*m dripping down, they roar proud G******g muse for the album tracks Free use s**t on my back [Verse 2 - Faster slaps, multiple male grunts overlapping] Bill grabs my blonde hair, forces throat deep Gagging on old black dick, tears I weep Brothers line up, double stuff my holes Stretching a*s and cunt, losing control Whimpers turn to screams, skin slapping wet Roaring "take it bitch" no regret [Bridge - Intense buildup, bed thumping hard, cheers loud] Year one they bred me daily, belly swollen proof Year two still using, no vocal booth Just me on all fours, c*m leaking out Ugly niggers cheering, roaring about How they own this white country girl now Free use w***e, broken and bowed [Chorus - Even louder slaps, roars, Taylor's whimpers fading] Oh God... it hurts... deeper... ahh! Nigger cocks ruining me, raw and raw Bed creaks cracking, thuds shake the room C*m floods my womb, sealing my doom Two years of r**e for the perfect sound Taylor's album built on being passed around [Outro - Slowing thuds, final roars and cheers, Taylor sobbing softly] Album done... but they still come back... Free use forever... black cocks attack... Whimper... whimper... no escape... Studio s**t... in eternal r**e...