[Hook: Prevail]
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We don't spit lies disguised as half truths
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In the booth we shake the whack mount loose
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Nobody rap proof
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Dismantle amplifiers
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Man handle live wires
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Strike down the mic like [?] for wildfire
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Hot wire synthesizers, payback to playback
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Conquer the monitors like digital to [?]
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We eject the rejected, respect the game plan
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We victimize mixes then master the wasteland
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[Verse 1: Madchild]
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My sentiments exactly
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Lieutenant I am venomous, attacking extremities and penalties distract me
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I am trying to rebuild
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I am trying to keep still
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Things that gave me cheap thrills,
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Now they give me deep chills
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I wrestle lions and I shadow box in hurricanes
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My tongues a cattle prod,
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Carnage in my catalogue
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Tensity and density and dialogue, fire god
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Went from little giant boss then I got my wires crossed
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I have made some mad noise,
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Spread across the tabloids
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Saying I'm a bad boy, speaking in a sad voice
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Secretly I wish I was a good guy, so I'm saying good-bye
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If I still hung out with him I would die
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No we don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn
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Getting way too old to watch another sucker's turn
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Can't wait to go to Venice
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Rap thinking board shorts
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Lyrical deformity I'll rap till I'm a warped corpse
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Prevail]
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We shall prevail and overthrow the downtrodden
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While they in the ground rotting we rocking like Sound Garden
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Margins for error as rare as fresh air
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Toxicity complexities externally repaired
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Nocturnally prepared, long before you drove an ice road
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Watch me transform form, daggermouth to knife throat
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Life boats will capsize, northern star polarize
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Mouth move like motorized turbine engine override
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Suburban 1985, double cargo hatch door
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BAX WAR multiply, purify like holy water
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Half of that is gasoline, you don't want to hold the bottle
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Mako shark take apart a body like a maaco shop
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Sergeant Heart, lonely band
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Search party missing man
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Shifting sand lifting land
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Tornado and cyclone
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Bermuda Triangular strangler no fire zone
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Nose diving aircraft, fiber glass, black chrome
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Madchild]
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I'm a golden troll on a totem pole with a noble soul
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Old as Yoda, got that Obi Wan Ken-obi flow
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Archaeology, I'm a fucking old timer
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And I'll be staying underground like I'm a coal miner
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They try to pull me down but I ain't going quietly
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A bit surprising to the one that's victimizing violently
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I was super handsome, now mentally I'm suffering
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Turned into a fucking grubby chubby ugly duckling
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[Verse 4: Prevail]
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Rusty metal through the skin caused tetanus
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We move a city block like Tetris, keep shocking like Tesla
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Deeper rule than Augustus, Julius Caesar
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Like a preview for movie in theaters Prometheus
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Crater, lunar grievous landing,
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I'm standing on stardust
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Crashing through Earth's crust unraveling
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Modern time traveling abandoned on Saturn's rings
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Misguided angel flying high again with tattered wings
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[Hook]
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Death Warrant
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Swollen Members |