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Chorus: Face it, and take a look & erase it, mirrors lurking in the halls, destined for fake shit, you ain't built to last beyond the eye of the storm. Face it, you ain't destined for greatness. Face it, and take a look & erase it, mirrors lurking in the halls, destined for fake shit, you ain't built to last beyond the eye of the storm. Face it, you ain't destined for greatness.
Verse: Cancerous, kept in touch, cruising through, a time of love, snatching lives, eating wives. So is ego a curse of us? Random light at a brink, an edge is sharp to a kid. Pause don't stop pause don't stop, he took a break to kill someone. And to light his way while afraid of day, he looks at himself, a calmness made him scared & nervous as he crept on folks. Good Samaritans saw his yolks. They pointed them out to watch him burn, as the storm turned & turned.
Chorus: Face it, and take a look & erase it, mirrors lurking in the halls, destined for fake shit, you ain't built to last beyond the eye of the storm. Face it, you ain't destined for greatness. Face it, and take a look & erase it, mirrors lurking in the halls, destined for fake shit, you ain't built to last beyond the eye of the storm. Face it, you ain't destined for greatness.
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Chorus: Dancin' on the cross, I might summon who you lost, death is more than just the end, you should check at Pharma tops. I am cruisin' for a fix to beat you with a crucifix if you cross the line existing as a foolish hypocrite.
Verse: When cannibals are at large they look at you like you have a small heart, & they think no amount of venom can cut through their facade of tough. Surely your weapons are made out of something fetching. As you cause havoc you exist as a prodigy of malice, so continue to push your street knowledge. Your mob is deep for weeks, please slaughter any fool who tries to but in on thee.
Chorus: Dancin' on the cross, I might summon who you lost, death is more than just the end, you should check at Pharma tops. I am cruisin' for a fix to beat you with a crucifix if you cross the line existing as a foolish hypocrite. Dancin' on the cross, I might summon who you lost, death is more than just the end, you should check at Pharma tops. I am cruisin' for a fix to beat you with a crucifix if you cross the line existing as a foolish hypocrite.
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The Power of Me
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The Flatliner
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Chorus: Rumble grumble 60 feet, below the surface of some feet, there is darkness in those toes, chop one off & take it home. Rumble grumble 60 feet, below the surface of some feet, there is darkness in those toes, chop one off & take it home.
Verse: A warlord knocks at the door with vigor, and to greet him the owner of the property said bye prior to being blown to less than bits. See the traveler doesn't take no for an answer when he's in a colonizing mood, but there are cartoons within his army, beings that make him look far less serious than he is. So with this in motion all of his victims laughed & smile at him before being gifted to the wind.
Chorus: Rumble grumble 60 feet, below the surface of some feet, there is darkness in those toes, chop one off & take it home. Rumble grumble 60 feet, below the surface of some feet, there is darkness in those toes, chop one off & take it home.
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Verse: Throw a bug in the way of the beast, and is does nothing to free its keys, they hang on a lease or leash, & like a leach they suck for hypocrite love, tomorrow they depend on luck, they charm & charm for support of us, you can lose your heart fuckin' around with wannabe black panther party scum, load your guns.
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The Experimental & Noise-Hop brainchild of Ripdae La Wise & Nickk Dropkick
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