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Let's go! Huh? Huh? Huh? Anarchists put a flame to a tire, walk around with the fire 'round necks Mankind gotta deal with a new kind of mind I'm a quick death wrapped in a threat Tell these fuzzy little weak-heart bunny babies back up or get wet Nevermind where you draw the line, I got a mind for crime, it's all disrespect I'm a oil rig fire in the flesh, you're a lunchbox walking erect Tasty treats from the lungs to the flesh of the neck Who's hungry? The table's set, come get it Pain's a game that you better run with it Have fun with it, enjoy your suffering Kernel panic, terminal rushin' Empty the clip while your clip's still bufferin' Look in the eye of the violent and villainous We are the murderous militants We are the pirates that hide on the island invade or we wilding Marauding and murdering merchantmen We have been cursed by the curs We shooting first on our turf Pay us our proper respect You pray for your God to end the perverse He sent the worst of the worst Every death demon disperse We put them all in a hearse We put them under the earth We are the savages ravaging hell Death in the air, we relish the smell We are the hand of the Lord We are the hand with the sword Taking the heads of the faith We are the sealers of fate We are the fangs of the snake Let's go! Huh? Huh? Let's go! Huh? Huh? Huh? The enemies of the state (ayy) Pardon me, your mistake (ayy) See, I'm raised to eat pain (woo!) Appetite for sliced face Me and Mike mount the Hellcat Armed to the pearl-whites like yikes! Twenty cents gets your ghost ejected It's free now, go to the light Me and Mike bring delight to the knife fight Get twenty-nine grand sliced Me, I just take it light Might light twenty-nine grand up in a night Tongue lash slash in defiance Born to brawl boy, the bastard alliance Hardy-har, you a laugh, I'm a riot That's not a brag, that's science! Back from the bellows of hell Back from the back of a jail in the cell Back from the gun and the priest to the con and the creed Back to the streets from the East Back to the belly of beast Back to the place of my peace Back to me holding my piece Anything working disturbing that peace Will certainly meet the deceased, capiche? Oh, why must I tell 'em again? What must I tell 'em, my friend? That we are born into sin And we are worshiping murderers Nothing but evil duplicitous men I know you heard of 'em all We should just murder 'em all We should just murder and ball We dance on the ruins we looting from all of they palace's walls Let's go! Huh? Huh? Let's go! Huh? Huh? Huh?
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Genres
Hip-Hop
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Moods
Eccentric
Fun
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Vocals
Male