| The first stone is thrown through the sky
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| Night time illuminates, eyes grow wide
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| I see the enemy now, more clear than ever
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| No fear, that’s better, meet you head on to settle
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| The notion now exists that you can beat me
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| I swish this speedy to a quickly then I eat you alive
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| And all for reasons placed on your stupidity
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| You should have never got next to me
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| Now you fleeing desperately
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| ? |
| you in the night will then align
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| Become an outcast to all mankind
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| Just like a threat, fuck no, you can call it a promise
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| A full moon in the night is upon us
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| You ready for change, I’m hating
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| No, I’m really just speaking my mind
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| But now a days doing so always seem to get intertwined
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| In the politics and everybody holding a grudge
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| And if you got no love, you get no love, because
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| People always act like they crazy mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t crazy at all
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| People always act like they paid mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t paid at all
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| People always acting like they hearing what I’m saying
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t hearing at all
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| People always act like they scary mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t scary at all
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| The most wickedest witches in the world shudder
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| In fear when the words of Samhain is heard
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| We slaughter at night because in the dark you can’t tell
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| Whether we’re attacking near or far
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| All up in your grill or just breathing down the back of your spine
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| Or lingering in your mind like the rhythm and rhyme
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| I’m a time bomb set in your head ready to explode
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| Or implode depending on the size of your dome
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| Watch as I explode in crowds of bystanders
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| Who protest the spitting of wicked crawl like salamanders
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| downfall with bitches who running every which way
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| From the torches of molotov saw
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| ? |
| for the degenerates stealing your innocence
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| Who cutting off your hands if you ain’t feeling this
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| Peeling the skin back revealing he’s just the shell of a man
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| Without a spine in his back, as I was saying
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| People always act like they crazy mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t crazy at all
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| People always act like they paid mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t paid at all
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| People always acting like they hearing what I’m saying
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t hearing at all
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| People always act like they scary mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t scary at all
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| The most infamous lunatics on the planet
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| Combining their forces to cause panic amongst the minds of people
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| Playing the product with such passion
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| And through them we become legend and everlasting
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| Blood letting is a chance to let a little go and
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| What remains from what you cut away will eventually grow
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| And if it don’t grow you get thrown into a realm with us
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| Crippled and crushed and unable to trust
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| I am not afraid though many have been enslaved on what you say
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| I am not paid so how can I relate to you
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| White walls, thirty inch rims with chrome spinners
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| Most people I know still scrounging change for dinners
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| Still hustling for a paper and? |
| for precision
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| It’s some real life shit, it ain’t no friendly competition
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| And the ?, you ask me why I’m paranoid
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| 'Cause so many suckers perpetrating the game to fill the void
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| People always act like they crazy mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t crazy at all
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| People always act like they paid mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t paid at all
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| People always acting like they hearing what I’m saying
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t hearing at all
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| People always act like they scary mother fuckers
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| But them mother fuckers ain’t scary at all |