[Mad Child]
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Yo, I'm a cannibal on Anthrax Island
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Dine on my victims swervin' through pylons
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Chamber music, car parked in dungeons
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Stun gun, never sound redundant, funded
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I don't give a fuck, more bang for your buck
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You got shit to talk, you got's dick to suck
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Repent my sins, wipe the prints leave the crime
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Cold-blooded killers with medieval minds
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The sober overdose poems roam like freight trains
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The shit is back on weight gain, powder
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No one man stand prouder
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Pitbull, test a fire of gun powder.
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Bright blue speck of light, cause from handstand
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Dime in the jukebox, '65 Mustang
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Pepsi Cola, palm tress, The Fonz
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Mad stab with bayonet, girls spin baton
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Three com platoon, full moon conquer
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Longer, we stay in the lake we grow stronger
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Molotov Cocktail, locked and loaded
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Murder MC's for free with no motive
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Hard time relaxin', not used to taxes
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Sick Vikings roll with crossbow axes
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Bang this bitch plus, who you really down with?
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I'm all around the world
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You're on some hangin' down town shit.
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[Prevail]
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Yo, that shit was dope
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[Mad Child]
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Yo thanks Prev, yo rock that shit.
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[Prevail]
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Two steps ahead, too hard to swallow this
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Eye glass reflection tubes of astrologists
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Stars, galaxies, galleries of harm's way
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Front and back row's untamed
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Crucial, using maximum amount of brain
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Grinding the edge of my axe to stay awake
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Lanes shifted, stay at a distance
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Half my with the sentence, hail the viscous
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Double helix, mumbling rejects
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Hear in the rock terrible knuckles our defense
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Buckle under the enormous pressure of my prez
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Since I humble those with even the most eager of intentions.
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It hurts, when it works, in reverse and you find
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That you truly have a mind of art
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But your mouth doesn't want to help you out
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When you speak and all you do is spit a line of chalk
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I'm responsible for this, invisible pulsars on the wrist
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What's a wrist, if you don't believe that one exists
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Gases on Venus, dancers in Vegas
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Pull up by them other pits (Shiiit) you can't mistake us
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Eyes full of hunger, strive to pull you under
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Eat a limited circle, speak in energy circles
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Prevail One, The Rob The Viking, Mad Child
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S and M we guaranteed, to breed the call of the wild
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Anthrax Island
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Swollen Members |