| I’m coming out swinging underdog, bare knuckle-box
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| This time round the gloves are off
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| Killer in the London fog
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| Heads hung in shame, from the wall of my hunters lodge
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| (Pure evil) swallowed me up
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| Double cross Christ coz once wasn’t enough
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| Want death sooner than later
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| My mother got a rotten apple as the fruits of her labour
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| Carlos the Jackal, lock stock and barrel
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| Disguised in stolen S.W.A.T apparel
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| Who wanna battle?
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| I switch to auto-pilot, coz I’m known to fly off the handle
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| G.O.D, Elohim
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| Laying a blessing over this chemo beat
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| (Rise) to the T.O.P
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| Yo Skirmz, anyone iller than us?
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| Straight spiting, straight up and down
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| Straight out the gate, came unannounced
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| Stay underground, straight madness
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| Stay strapped in my straight jacket (Ha, ha)
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| Straight spiting, straight up and down
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| Straight out the gate, came unannounced
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| Stay underground, straight madness
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| Stay strapped in my straight jacket
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| I’m good minus an 'O'
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| In fact minus an '0' from two different digits of binary code
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| Satanic orphans, catching corpses
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| Forcing pro-lifers to have abortions
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| Read your mind with my evil eye
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| Spit sound waves exceeding twice the speed of light
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| Divine genotype
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| Physically Jesus Christ’s body evolved and redesigned
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| Emaciated carcass
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| Plunge in chasms snap the safety harness and embrace the darkness
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| We’re holy saviours
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| Head butting speeding bullets back in their revolver chambers
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| Educated in the killing fields
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| Learnt to stick knitting needles into both my Achilles heels
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| Self-taught ninja masters
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| I’ll shadow kick the sun n plunge the planet into darkness
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| It’s the man with the attitude problem in rap
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| Who’s flipping his lid at the drop of a hat
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| Take it how you want if you wanna react
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| Get knocked unconscious flat onto your back
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| Barking mad if you’re not feeling this
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| Strangled to death with dog collars attached
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| Action speaks louder than words
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| So it don’t mean shit when you shouting ya verse
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| Seventh son, of a seventh son
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| so your death resembles the setting sun
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| Living heartless
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| The opposite of positive, with thorns on my rose tinted glasses
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| So learn from the best
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| Eleven letters already murdered the rest
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| See you in hell — you can burn in the depths
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| You spent life paying to gain it, we earned the respect |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Straight Jacket Immortals, artist - Rhyme Asylum. Album song Solitary Confinement, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп