| The stage turns into dust, as ya face burns to a crust
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| From the bass that just erupts it’s to late to call the cops
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| Cause we laced the drugs in cups, take a shot
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| As a grab a bud, break it up
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| Taste the blunt, put the vapors in your longs
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| Brain worms make you speak in tongs, that’s wassup
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| We the wasted fucks, y’all a bunch a sitting ducks
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| And we hate ya guts, just because we hate ya guts
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| Just because, get it punk, there’s no doubt
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| We wanna eat you from the inside out
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| The slimey maggot mouth, is in da house
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| I leave a snail trail across your couch, while you sit it out paralyzed
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| Your my host for the night I’m the creepy parasite
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| With an appetite to send you to the after life…
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| So grab the mic and I will chop your fucking arm off
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| I don’t care about your rhymes, but I’m sure they are soft
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| Realise I ain’t here to play with you
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| The main issue there’s a brainworm, crawling through your brain tissue…
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| Feel ya
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| Chest ache as I wreck straight through your breastplates
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| A mess made by El Hefe nigga checkmate
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| Act fake? |
| These niggas so bitch
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| They lactate no time to set their ass straight cause these are the last dayz
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| So me and crack face is sittin' on the dock of the bad bay
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| Bad day for any cunt be lookin' like my ex she’ll get her ass raped
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| Castrate ya boy dump em in the ocean
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| Tides roll away in a fast pace
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| I’m on some Dennis Hopper shit I’m choppin' coppers option less
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| Cause I swing like propellers on an army helicopter twist
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| The Dr. Octagon in this
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| Bitch
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| You got a cowards fist
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| Even if ya’ll pussies mighty morphed you’ll still be powerless
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| I gotta calm down cause I get pissed and sour quick
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| Cause all these weak niggas that I see they can’t devour shit
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| They can’t play the game they can’t stand the blood stains
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| Lt. Aldo Rain I love pain’s my fuckin' middle name
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| I’m so insane
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| Sick in brain
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| I’m spittin' freakin' flames
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| Slippin' dick in dames
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| The critically acclaimed frasier crane
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| Blade in cane
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| Sever vains I’m leavin' niggas slain
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| The Legacy of Kain my body’s drained let it fuckin' rain
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| Bloody substances and such I’m disgustung and my customs iz
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| I’m ruffin' up the kids new generation sayin' «Fuck this shit» we done with this
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| We stirrin' up disturbin' em
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| From here to Birmingham to Kurdistan we brainwormin' em
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| We’re the migraine inside your head feel the pain burn
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| We take turns chewing cells we’re the brainworms we bite thru the IQ inside you
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| (brain worms)
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| Make you see life thru the eyes of a brainworm…
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| Brainworm wiggle to the top of your centipede
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| I’ma have to forcefeed? |
| lateral park in your cerebral parallel
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| Now I’m living inside your mind like a motel
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| My sequence starters, layed, digital base it’s the state of the art…
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| Brainworms… Top…
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| Vision force code, I’m a brain surgeon, brain examiner, brain date…
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| You check the calender brainworms, which was fueled with fame words
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| Who would think the X-Men, professor Xavier would
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| Sync the time inside the force, kinetic wave form will make brains turn
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| Another shade in the song, experience light speed effects
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| Hop in the spaceship and eat a banana in the Keadanex
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| Rockstars goin' to brainworms, playing strings on the new synth
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| The cold clouds on the stage is making stadiums scream loud
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| I urged Earth to step up to my level
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| Optimus Prime is robot built
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| Ucranius 4−7-8… Y’all hip hop dudes from the 80's, 90's 2000's n' 3000's is
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| real late
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| My quote is flying over your urban thoughts, y’all not focused
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| I’m Billy Dee, colt 45 it works every time
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| Make your mother pantomime stop pop lockin' to what I’m rockin'
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| Watchin' your brain float in the galaxy, I’m carrying 4 bags of heat
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| Apple know me as the original computer
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| Brainwork, ya German, Europe and USA
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| Tutor… Tutor… Brainworms… Brainworms… |