| With the Lotus
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| With the Lotus
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| You can see anybody in my mothafuckin' Juggalo family
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| Yeah!
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| So try bringing that shit on mothafucker
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| That’s right
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| These six petals will unfold the Black Rain on that ass
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| With my Lotus
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| We can make you all believe
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| That it’s time for the pod to rise and mislead
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| With my Lotus
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| I can drink from the liquid mirror
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| And reveal the other half of me that never seems to appear
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| With my Lotus
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| I gorilla press cars
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| I rock write a Lotus on my chest made of red scars
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| With my Lotus
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| We steal a sun and hide it in our pockets
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| And leave your bleedin' world hidden in total darkness
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| With my Lotus
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| We walk on water and spit acid
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| And melt your fuckin' balls like a piece of plastic
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| With my Lotus
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| I can make the clouds split
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| Have the rain drops line dance with the moon dust a jig
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| With my Lotus
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| I disappear in the action of run and hit
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| And leave victims on their blind side
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| They never see me coming
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| With my Lotus
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| Vampires flock to me
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| Because my blood is worth diamonds
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| And it’s redder than ruby
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| With the Lotus
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| I can freeze fire tonight
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| I cut my petals in the moonlight
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| With the Lotus
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| I can freeze fire tonight
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| I cut my petals in the moonlight
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| With my Lotus
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| I talk to the ghosts of fallen soldiers
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| Awaken all their souls with plans of taking over
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| With my Lotus
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| I see the walls sweatin' and bleedin'
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| I know their alive
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| I can hear them mothafuckas breathin'
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| With my Lotus
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| Watch bodies start to fall
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| And shiver and die slow
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| Because they came too close
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| With my Lotus
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| My skeleton glows electric blue
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| It’s been broken and remended with scotch tape
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| And Elmer’s glue
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| With my Lotus
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| A kitchen knife becomes a weapon
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| Cut your motherfuckin' foot off and leave you half stepping
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| With my Lotus
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| I travel through fire and brimstone
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| To the land of the living dead
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| Where all my people roam
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| With my Lotus
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| I can have you thinking you’re crazy
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| You’ll be running to a church screaming
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| Dear God save me
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| With my Lotus
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| I’ve been blessed with the mightiest sword
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| In the hope I could just rip out people’s vocal chords
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| With the Lotus
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| I can freeze fire tonight
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| I cut my petals in the moonlight
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| With the Lotus
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| I can freeze fire tonight
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| I cut my petals in the moonlight
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| With my Lotus
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| A ritual dance for black rain
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| Like budda budda booda bang
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| With the Lotus
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| I can keep my hatred away
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| By sproutin' wings of a demon then just flying away
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| With my Lotus
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| I can see the shadows in the dark
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| As they creep in your soul
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| And stop the beatin' of heart
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| With my Lotus
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| I can make a grown man cry
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| Just by starin' him in his eyes
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| It could blind him for life
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| With the Lotus
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| I erase anything in focus
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| If damage irreversible
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| Resistance is hopeless
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| With the Lotus
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| I can accomplish anything I set out to do
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| Power is impersonal it lies inside of all of you
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| With my Lotus
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| I swing quick and punch your toupee
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| And stab you in the chest
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| And show these bitches we don’t play
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| With the Lotus
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| I remain in focus
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| Nothing can slow us down
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| We’re everywhere so don’t be afraid
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| When the lights are down
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| With the Lotus
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| I can freeze fire tonight
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| I cut my petals in the moonlight
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| With the Lotus
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| I can freeze fire tonight
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| I cut my petals in the moonlight
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| With the lotus
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| What
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| Psychopathic
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| Whoop whoop
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| Dark Lotus |