(Kill, kill)
Yeah, Krush
(Kill, kill)
This is Minister Metalfoot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird of prey circles serf homes like I tweaked
When the beak hit the bones, leave him alone
Leaky brake fluid but ghost, the boy whips swift
To cruise for the unusually mutual shoes
In and outta Hot Stepper Lane, eat fame (fame)
Spit the blinkin' lights back to the lions, keep the name
Freak the frame like it lasts without compromising the mission (uh-huh)
On guard to peak with the gain the second the second frame twitches,
Which is fine (fine) -- I learned stay alert early
For the buzzards that burgle the worms know nothing of mercy
Wrote this one in Europe with Walz while his Ravi's sick at home
It's killin' him, if you can't identify, peep: see, when you
Kill the shows, then the bills unfold
And if the bills unfold, the children ain't gotta pick at bones
Only soldiers' shoulders built to carry weight could troop us
Shake a room up, scoop the venue phone
1-800-BROOKLYN-ZOO, is Kenya home?
Man, I mean, it's love when the screams leave your face
But it's realer when your seed's fever breaks
Kid, I got you, family, pull up a chair, I got a (what?)
Little something that I want y'all to hear: there is a (what?)
Much greater piece out there still
And if I gotta carry it home in my teeth for y'all, I will
(Chorus)
There is a greater love (greater love)
Greater than your paper cuts
Greater than the labor suckin'
Souls out of the razor-tongued (razor-tongued)
All eyes on it, cut the edge and pull for it
Water and hot porridge (hot porridge)
There is a medicine I know and live
It dissolves and swims between the bones and skin
When the dry walls might start closin' in,
I mosey out to hold the win, kill switch
Yeah, yeah... Kill switch
Yeah, yeah... Kill switch
Welcome to Sham City limits, let your insects do the walkin',
Let your indent through the shredder, let your instincts make it awkward
If giddy in the gauntlet, set the phasers on kill
'Cause the minions that haunt it ain't offered the same pills
My chemical-happy squad operates with freedom fighters
Eye of tiger, pride, prizefight nighter
Off a Giger napkin scribble to crack riddles,
Fizzle back in after the axe-tip rizzle-grip actually swivels
And they won't stop askin' (what?) all the wrong questions, (right)
All the right answers for s*** you ain't found interestin'
Hand-pull the plug and, f*** it, make a hundred albums
Not a one for public consumption, now that's that, good lovin'
Luggin' fetus feedback isn't what I got down for (nope),
Dancin' on the ceilin' with that lip on the ground floor
Of the building (of the building)
You'd leak anything from document to poison
To stand on your brother's face and holler buoyant
Float like a b***er-(b***er)-fly, sting jackals (jackals)
You could never shackle, 'Zooka maggots bring mavericks (bring mavericks)
Sing a song of sick spit blood in sink savage (sink savage)
Illin' children cuttin' paper lilacs in the attic
And I casually shift up, these crusaders hold a dual saber defense
For the cruel-natured weekend drifter
Please, do not interrupt the placement
Of the steak upon my kinfolk plate, wait
(Chorus)
Yeah, Krush
(Kill, kill)
This is Minister Metalfoot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird of prey circles serf homes like I tweaked
When the beak hit the bones, leave him alone
Leaky brake fluid but ghost, the boy whips swift
To cruise for the unusually mutual shoes
In and outta Hot Stepper Lane, eat fame (fame)
Spit the blinkin' lights back to the lions, keep the name
Freak the frame like it lasts without compromising the mission (uh-huh)
On guard to peak with the gain the second the second frame twitches,
Which is fine (fine) -- I learned stay alert early
For the buzzards that burgle the worms know nothing of mercy
Wrote this one in Europe with Walz while his Ravi's sick at home
It's killin' him, if you can't identify, peep: see, when you
Kill the shows, then the bills unfold
And if the bills unfold, the children ain't gotta pick at bones
Only soldiers' shoulders built to carry weight could troop us
Shake a room up, scoop the venue phone
1-800-BROOKLYN-ZOO, is Kenya home?
Man, I mean, it's love when the screams leave your face
But it's realer when your seed's fever breaks
Kid, I got you, family, pull up a chair, I got a (what?)
Little something that I want y'all to hear: there is a (what?)
Much greater piece out there still
And if I gotta carry it home in my teeth for y'all, I will
(Chorus)
There is a greater love (greater love)
Greater than your paper cuts
Greater than the labor suckin'
Souls out of the razor-tongued (razor-tongued)
All eyes on it, cut the edge and pull for it
Water and hot porridge (hot porridge)
There is a medicine I know and live
It dissolves and swims between the bones and skin
When the dry walls might start closin' in,
I mosey out to hold the win, kill switch
Yeah, yeah... Kill switch
Yeah, yeah... Kill switch
Welcome to Sham City limits, let your insects do the walkin',
Let your indent through the shredder, let your instincts make it awkward
If giddy in the gauntlet, set the phasers on kill
'Cause the minions that haunt it ain't offered the same pills
My chemical-happy squad operates with freedom fighters
Eye of tiger, pride, prizefight nighter
Off a Giger napkin scribble to crack riddles,
Fizzle back in after the axe-tip rizzle-grip actually swivels
And they won't stop askin' (what?) all the wrong questions, (right)
All the right answers for s*** you ain't found interestin'
Hand-pull the plug and, f*** it, make a hundred albums
Not a one for public consumption, now that's that, good lovin'
Luggin' fetus feedback isn't what I got down for (nope),
Dancin' on the ceilin' with that lip on the ground floor
Of the building (of the building)
You'd leak anything from document to poison
To stand on your brother's face and holler buoyant
Float like a b***er-(b***er)-fly, sting jackals (jackals)
You could never shackle, 'Zooka maggots bring mavericks (bring mavericks)
Sing a song of sick spit blood in sink savage (sink savage)
Illin' children cuttin' paper lilacs in the attic
And I casually shift up, these crusaders hold a dual saber defense
For the cruel-natured weekend drifter
Please, do not interrupt the placement
Of the steak upon my kinfolk plate, wait
(Chorus)