(Intro)
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What happens to our world if massive monstrous man beasts
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Like this, invade us?
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His arrival catapults the whole city into an ocean of fear
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For this colossal beast is at war with the world
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Our world. A world his savage instincts can only hate
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(Verse: Mad Child)
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I get on stage and all I see is fuckin' legs runnin'
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Nobody wanna battle me, they know I'm head huntin'
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Represent the underground, dark force like Boba Fett
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Venomous saliva like I'm spittin' from a cobra's head
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An acrobatic jack-o-lantern, I'm immaculate
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Attack ya like the cackling jackal, you should evacuate
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I still tag with spray paint, wearing skull face paint
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These days rappers are less fillin' but taste great
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I'm still a cannibal, a human with an AIDS fang
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I'm still as stupid as I was back in the eighth grade
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My tongue's fully loaded, clip in a Baryshnikov
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So tell your bitch to cancel Christmas if you piss me off
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I'm the little monster and I'm from the Addams Family
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Eat your fuckin' heart and then I'll feast in your anatomy
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Skulls are shattering, I spit assault and battery
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So dousing you in battery acid is a form of flattery
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(Verse: Prevail)
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Ya, mercury rising, ride the wave of Poseidon
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Abrasive arrival, basically spiral
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Viral eight headed Hydra Cairo
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Amen-Ra, Amon Duul, Dawn World rise on all of you
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My pawns can cut a king in two
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My songs are filled with fortitude
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Fortress fortified from you so you can not contain
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Break a Bat's back like Bane
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Take you there then set it off
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I'm Raw, Long Live The King
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C'mon y'all and let if fuel
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Dead and spread the residue
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Residence is Evil
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Run a fever turn to zombie, Walking Dead
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Inoculate the populate
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Apocalyptic red, assignment Omega Red
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Event Horizon dead environment now I'm firing
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Driving nails through my palms
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I arrive in many forms and this is one
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Paint it black then Pitch it Black like Riddick
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Rap acidic, admit it, it's analytic
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Staring at different beta testing form it's written
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I'm creative as alpha K-9, take my time to kill like Cujo
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Fill numerical lines, Sudoku
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Yo, this Death Machine's so beautiful
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(Verse: Esoteric)
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Yo, if you ask me where the gat at I'm automatically mad at you
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Tapping to ya brain and draining veins like a catheter
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Rising 'caine like a trafficker, could probably maim your ambassador
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Live a wild life, I should move the label to Africa
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I'm a genius, fans that greet us think I channeled Jesus
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You plan to beat us, nah, you really want a chance to meet us
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You can't believe this, you jumpier than a trampoline is
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Your pansy demons all divas, a bunch of Angelinas
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I ran arenas in tan Adidas, commanding leaders
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You fuck around, get checked early like cancer screeners
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I gotta break the bad news man, you can't defeat us
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We the meanest, while you fruity like a tangerine is
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I stand the leanest, my mammoth penis bigger than the planet Venus
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Cameron Diaz saw it now she understands why I'm elitist
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She's mad when she can't see me like fan of Cena's
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I am the zenith, live obscene, esoteric heaters
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(Verse: Celph Titled)
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Let's play a game of Who Kills Who First
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Unemployed but I guarantee you my tools work
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I'm at the Head Banger's Ball with guitars and sawed off shots
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The breakfast master ready for the toaster to pop
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Pray for my enemies even though I'm not religious
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I do it just in case the good Lord wanna keep 'em living
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Insert the clip in my bitch, pull back her long nails
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The sights on the top rail, she a muthafuckin' bomb shell
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Y'all some clumsy soap handlers
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And if you snort my brand of gun powder, leave your nose cancerous
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No one want drama so let's move onto the snuff films
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Documents of me stretching your face into a duck bill
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So who the fuck real? (Me)
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I know for one it's the Army and the Swollen savages
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Rollin' with ratchets
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And holding world records for dome crackin' batting averages
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Sink your Battleship with one stroke when I smack a bitch
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Titled
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(Verse: Apathy)
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It's like somebody threw a penny in the wishing well and wished for Hell
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I wish that AIDS would attack all your white blood cells
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| My peace offer |
