[Prevail]
six years and arrow heads
barrels and parrot heads
apocalyptic slit throat apply pressure
espionage
black overcoat
catcher in the rye
i telescope the Deathproof of a planet called terror
I'm a Grindhouse bearer with bad news
sun moon and stars bears my seal like b***** sabbath
eels for hungry maggots
negative temperature in the meat locker
i final resting place for rappers and beef boxers
you play the b**** role ilke Starscream to Megatron
the Soundwave engraved in my name lead you to martyrdom
highly celebrated your mutilated like live stock
socererers apprentice to Merlin's powerful warlock
spellbound meltdown gold for armour
while my hellhounds hunt down pray for honour
more strength in my legion
than 300 from sparta
cannonballs crush the dawning of my armada
[Mad Child]
this country needs a hero
you godless heathens
hip hop is not dead but it's hardly breathing
bring life back to it
yeah shine a little light so the crazy kids can listen in the middle of the night
Mad Child box tomahawk i'm a mohawk indian
angel from hell
so f*** your opinion
it's dangerous to make friends with strangers
when i'm not with them
i remain the Lone Ranger
15 reasons not to cause anger
14 in the clip, plus one in the chamber
and i will not pretend i am not down with brown killas
got gang squad watching my home
cuz i roam with known felons
knock. knock, i got nothing to kill em so
everywhere i go i keep
stop the chop the villan
will they keep poppin' pills
till the s*** kill him
or will he drop
baby before my wheels don't stop spinning
no time, change the topic
shane's brain is a little bit offset
i'm hot some of the my thoughts
got too much topspin
[Prevail]
the code of the warrior is armed to the teeth
what we make in the studio spills on to the streets
we take over the stage we're enraged like a beast
we're let out the cage and after family, we feast
[Mad Child]
psychotic episode voices in my head
bad choices poison should be dead
half force half boulevard
red head hunter
still love god but i'm still a little monster
(two years passed by)
that's news to me
now these drugs aren't as good as they used to be
so i'm take a little break and
make some death music
that's self abusive dark marching music
I'm startin' to lose it
its already been gone
still killer strong
i am King Kong
with the wild and restless spirit
let it pain for rain in my lyrics
i'm insane thats my main interference
that's blood in the sink that's shane in the mirror
and i refuse to respect my enemies
if that's souls are cold and ungernerous
that's how I feel real gangsters are gentlemen
hold cold steel if they feel the adrenaline
still we'l kill if still feel life depend on it
not for a meal that's serving' the devil s***
the misguided angel is heaven sent
don't call this a come back we never left
[Spoken]
"Most people are surprised that I walk on two legs.
and ah... I have no choice, I have to solve this, this problem.
So I suppose my plans are to find an identity
give off one life and get another one."
six years and arrow heads
barrels and parrot heads
apocalyptic slit throat apply pressure
espionage
black overcoat
catcher in the rye
i telescope the Deathproof of a planet called terror
I'm a Grindhouse bearer with bad news
sun moon and stars bears my seal like b***** sabbath
eels for hungry maggots
negative temperature in the meat locker
i final resting place for rappers and beef boxers
you play the b**** role ilke Starscream to Megatron
the Soundwave engraved in my name lead you to martyrdom
highly celebrated your mutilated like live stock
socererers apprentice to Merlin's powerful warlock
spellbound meltdown gold for armour
while my hellhounds hunt down pray for honour
more strength in my legion
than 300 from sparta
cannonballs crush the dawning of my armada
[Mad Child]
this country needs a hero
you godless heathens
hip hop is not dead but it's hardly breathing
bring life back to it
yeah shine a little light so the crazy kids can listen in the middle of the night
Mad Child box tomahawk i'm a mohawk indian
angel from hell
so f*** your opinion
it's dangerous to make friends with strangers
when i'm not with them
i remain the Lone Ranger
15 reasons not to cause anger
14 in the clip, plus one in the chamber
and i will not pretend i am not down with brown killas
got gang squad watching my home
cuz i roam with known felons
knock. knock, i got nothing to kill em so
everywhere i go i keep
stop the chop the villan
will they keep poppin' pills
till the s*** kill him
or will he drop
baby before my wheels don't stop spinning
no time, change the topic
shane's brain is a little bit offset
i'm hot some of the my thoughts
got too much topspin
[Prevail]
the code of the warrior is armed to the teeth
what we make in the studio spills on to the streets
we take over the stage we're enraged like a beast
we're let out the cage and after family, we feast
[Mad Child]
psychotic episode voices in my head
bad choices poison should be dead
half force half boulevard
red head hunter
still love god but i'm still a little monster
(two years passed by)
that's news to me
now these drugs aren't as good as they used to be
so i'm take a little break and
make some death music
that's self abusive dark marching music
I'm startin' to lose it
its already been gone
still killer strong
i am King Kong
with the wild and restless spirit
let it pain for rain in my lyrics
i'm insane thats my main interference
that's blood in the sink that's shane in the mirror
and i refuse to respect my enemies
if that's souls are cold and ungernerous
that's how I feel real gangsters are gentlemen
hold cold steel if they feel the adrenaline
still we'l kill if still feel life depend on it
not for a meal that's serving' the devil s***
the misguided angel is heaven sent
don't call this a come back we never left
[Spoken]
"Most people are surprised that I walk on two legs.
and ah... I have no choice, I have to solve this, this problem.
So I suppose my plans are to find an identity
give off one life and get another one."