| This is going to freak you out
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| When Swollen comes back out
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| Shit that we speak about
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| The Members won’t back down
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| Wanna fuck? |
| I’m the last man on Earth and your stranded on an island
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| The inmates are runnin' the asylum
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| Don’t deal for weakness, a frequent sequence
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| Verses with personal substance bursting
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| Mom says I’m an intense person
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| I guess that explains the nosebleeds and constant cursing
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| This is not the album signed to Virgin
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| It’s the unwanted haunted monster version
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| I’m the first in line to finish you off
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| I’ve been in a loft continuing thoughts of innocence lost
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| Now you can love us again
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| Put my blood brothers above others, I’m troublesome, man
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| Mind shattering, I’m adamant about you being mad at me
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| Battleaxe academy of assault and battery
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| You can have my vanity pack
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| I want my lifelong adding the abnormality back
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| This is going to freak you out
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| When Swollen comes back out
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| Shit that we speak about
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| The Members won’t back down
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| Just put your trust in us
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| And watch what we discuss
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| When Swollen comes back out
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| It’s going to freak you out
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| Whenever Moka grip a pencil shits hit potential
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| Me and the instrumental got a thing going on
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| I’m abstract but I sting, scorpion
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| My impact tackles you so far beyond
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| That’s what’s up
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| You cats ain’t catching up
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| I’m bar stalling, I’m warning y’all to back shit up
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| Take your whole style, smash it up
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| You had your chance now you have to go and pass it up
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| My advance is why she dancing why the fans keep asking for some more of that
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| grab you by the pantsy action
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| I’m intending to bend reality
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| I ain’t gotta do it with a friendly melody
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| This ain’t castles in the sky
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| More like the splash of Tabasco in the eye
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| We drastically apply pressure, intensified measures
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| National treasure, smashing for pleasure
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| This is going to freak you out
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| When Swollen comes back out
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| Shit that we speak about
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| The Members won’t back down
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| Just put your trust in us
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| And watch what we discuss
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| When Swollen comes back out
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| It’s going to freak you out
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| The sparks from my battleaxe dragging on the ground
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| Is the only sight you see when the dragon makes his rounds
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| You squirming like maggots in a pound of ground beef
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| You might not like what I found when I dug down deep
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| Took a walk down Drug Street through Alcohol Lane
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| Now I’m back on the corner to sell it to y’all again
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| Changing like Ozzy, walking afraid
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| Cowards rocking more white stripes than Jack and Meg
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| Back in Black like Angus and Malcolm
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| The envelope, please let me tell you the outcome
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| Here we stand as a collective
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| Keep it in perspective, four times as effective
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| Connective tissues and nerves
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| Severed severely whenever I serve
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| Whoever deserves the words of the cursed
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| I’m reversed, don’t say I didn’t warn you first
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| This is going to freak you out
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| When Swollen comes back out
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| Shit that we speak about
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| The Members won’t back down
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| Just put your trust in us
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| And watch what we discuss
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| When Swollen comes back out
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| It’s going to freak you out |