| I came in the spot
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| Top flight attitude
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| Close to yellin' «Pop pop!» |
| like Magnitude
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| Me and Malibu’s incompatible
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| I’m where rabbits food meets 7th avenue
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| Part mechanical, heart’s intangible
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| Another part dark skinned animal
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| According to the clutch
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| Shopping carts and purses in the park
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| Immersed in the circus and service of the arts
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| Circuits spark, then the worthless words start
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| To burst to the surface in a vertical march
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| Thus begins an irreversible arc
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| Resisting the urge to rip a person apart
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| Pitch in, the sensation’s intense
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| The switch gets turned and it burns like incense
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| But upward the serpent inches
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| I wake up when I wanna
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| Active antagonist
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| Matches to cabinets, hollering «Stop the madness»
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| I’m a polar bear, yeah
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| Call him cattle killer
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| Even eatin' vegan
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| Solar flare terror shit, hopin' to heat your evening
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| A beacon to the reachin' for seasons
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| In the abyss flipped over drum breaks
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| My daily shakes the standard off
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| I handle only matters, human animal
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| Keep the noose loose, never tangle with intangible
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| Dreamin' the impossible
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| Live a dream, leave a pretty fossil
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| Watch only worth it
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| Clock how they cop for they birth it’s
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| Sad, really mad, millis made off your hurtin'
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| Bust so I don’t burst
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| Head hearse (med first?)
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| Treat the whole world like it’s Fred Durst
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| Laugh it off
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| Pass a blast off hate, leave 'em apple sauce
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| No spoon, 'member that, harder hat
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| Spaz 'til I’m lost
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| All that glitter’s probably fitter in a krylon
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| Tell 'em how their squeezing you to death like a python
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| Feel a little roadside harm
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| Nose dive culture, armatron tickin' on down
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| Pourin' up, growin' on down
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| Throwing up hands instead of throwing up now, right
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| Been a renegade full of rage since the days
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| Trying to rearrange, fresh from your throwaways |