| Beast!
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| Imma Beast, Hotta Lava
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| Come meet the clone of the King Kong Scrapper
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| Obey me and then call me your papa
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| 7 motherfuckes recognize the real jackals
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| Poopopopo pow! |
| We’re loko rockers in the crowd with the others
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| All we do is «hahaha-hahahahas»
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| Ain’t feelin drained, maintaining non stoppers
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| I’m going insane… meet Mr. Non proper
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| I’m comin with the 1, 2… 3! |
| With the microphone check up
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| A lot as my back up, stinging, watch your head pop
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| There’s no bad luck if you’re outstanding
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| A lot of them want me out there, fuck you — pay me
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| We’re bringing FIRE!!!
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| We’re coming with the riot
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| Burnin down the streets till' the liars will be quiet
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| Deep deep inside, shit’s real… you can’t buy it
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| A lot of them remain the same we’re getting higher
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| We’re living in the world of clowns
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| Where everybody’s playing there parts
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| But we don’t wanna fit those bars
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| Let loose, let them hear you shout, come on!
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| Welcome to the mental house
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| Freakouts, wild mamas at large
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| So bring it on — all that you’ve got
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| Cause we don’t really give a fuck!
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| So you better come and
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, yeah!
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Aaaa, I’m a king of destruction
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| Click, click, pow! |
| Always watch you back, son
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| Coming for ya, beware, pushin your reaction
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| Beast from the east, got the fire in this stucture
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| Humillation master, Bane, the bat nightmare
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| Creature with no shame, vains with no aqua
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| Blaw, blaw, BLAW! |
| The fire in my blood now
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| Watch me winning browls wars winning rattler
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| Realise how the world is torn
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| Choose a side and beware the storm
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| Watch the devil’s burning horns
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| Never give him chance to scorn
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| The advance is yours
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| Go hard better sharpen your sword
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| We’re the riders of apocalypse
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| Fucking rules of the game up
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| They try to school us fools but we break out
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| Ha ha!
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| Come sistars and brothas
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| Bring it all you’ve got
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| Finally live your life
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| We’re living in the world of clowns
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| Where everybody’s playing there parts
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| But we don’t wanna fit those bars
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| Let loose, let them hear you shout, come on!
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| Welcome to the mental house
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| Freakouts, wild mamas at large
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| So bring it on — all that you’ve got
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| Cause we don’t really give a fuck!
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| So you better come and
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, yeah!
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, come on!
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| We coming with a test
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| To seperate the past from the rest
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| Gathering the army of the blassed
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| So take it of you chest
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| Your fears and the stress
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| It’s time to rethink, reinvest
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| So go against behests
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| You, me, you, you — abreast
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| It’s time to move it’s not a game of chess
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| We’re planning to infest
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| Best, from the east to the west
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| Mothafuckers that are just trying to contest
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| We’re living in the world of clowns
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| Where everybody’s playing there parts
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| But we don’t wanna fit those bars
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| Let loose, let them hear you shout, come on!
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| Welcome to the mental house
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| Freakouts, wild mamas at large
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| So bring it on — all that you’ve got
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| Cause we don’t really give a fuck!
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| So you better come and
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Check, check, yeah!
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| Check, check, come on!
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| Check, check, come on! |