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Beats! Bass! |
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The sound sinister |
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Administer ways to set the world ablaze |
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Tracks flamed |
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Untamed bass raps unchained |
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Overseer saw the skys turn grey |
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Doomsday tidal waves from the US to the UK |
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Back against the wall |
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I stand tall |
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Face the grim |
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Blow decibals way past known levels |
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My method of madness is this |
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Sadness, gladness |
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All emotions evoked |
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Thoughts provoked |
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Beats come cloaked and daggered |
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Torn and tattered |
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Sleep the dreams |
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Dreams get shattered |
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Witness sound transformed to matter |
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Bone, flesh and plasma |
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Bone, flesh and plasma |
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It's ironic |
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Beats! Bass! |
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Bass raps unchained |
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Overseer saw the skys turn grey |
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Doomsday tidal waves |
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Bass raps unchained |
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Overseer saw the skys turn grey |
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Doomsday tidal waves |
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Attack tracks rap phantasm |
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Kicks and snares hit |
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Inflict back spasms |
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Necks cracked detached from spines |
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Vertebraes and backs |
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I paint with language |
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Place my verse on canvass |
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Sip the spirits |
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Lyrics cause wayward shifts to crash like the sirens |
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I stalk concrete jungles and prides like lions |
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Standing top Mount Zion |
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Trying to reach heaven without dying |
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I'm riding sound waves like Posiden |
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I clutch tight the trident |
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Bugles blare anouncing his arrival |
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Overseer, overseeing |
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Carpe dium seize the day |
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Drum track echos twenty thousand leagues away |
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I fly Concorde cross Atlantic |
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Beats, bass chords cause panic |
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Horns forewarn the swarm |
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Melodies freeze planets |
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Hemispheres severed |
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Seas, trees shattered |
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Birds, bees scattered |
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Earth knocked off its axis |
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Forty-five degree slanted |
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Arcane old spells |
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Wizadry repells |
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Lock, stock two barrels and a handful of shells |
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Rebellions quelled |
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Oceans swell |
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Thoughts prevail |
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Heaven or Hell |
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Bass raps unchained |
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Overseer saw the skys turn grey |
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Doomsday tidal waves |
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Bass raps unchained |
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Overseer saw the skys turn grey |
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Doomsday tidal waves |