| Song | Battle Flag |
| Artist | Pigeonhed |
| Album | The Full Sentence |
| 作曲 : Fisk, Smith | |
| Your construction | |
| Smells of corruption | |
| I manipulate to recreate | |
| This air to ground sage | |
| Gotta launder my karma | |
| I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans | |
| You'll get down on your mutha****in' knees | |
| And it's time for your sickness again | |
| Come on and tell me what you need | |
| Tell me what is making you bleed | |
| We got two more minutes and | |
| We gonna cut to what you need | |
| So one of six so tell me | |
| One do you want to live | |
| And one of seven tell me | |
| Is it time for your mutha****in' ass to give | |
| Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha****in' knees | |
| Tell me is it time to get down | |
| I'm blown to the maxim | |
| Two hemispheres battlin' | |
| I'm blown to the maxim | |
| Two hemispheres battlin' | |
| Suckin' up, one last breath | |
| Take a drag off of death | |
| Hey Mr. Policeman | |
| Is it time for getting away | |
| Is it time for driving down the mother ****in' road | |
| And running from your ass today | |
| Now tell me if do you agree | |
| Or tell me if I'm makin' you bleed | |
| I got a few more minutes and | |
| I'm gonna out to what you need | |
| So one of six so tell me | |
| One do you want to live | |
| And one of seven tell me | |
| Is it time for your mutha****in' ass to give | |
| Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha****in' knees | |
| Tell me is it time to get down | |
| Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| You want a revolution behind your eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| Come on baby tell me | |
| Yes we aim to please |
| zuò qǔ : Fisk, Smith | |
| Your construction | |
| Smells of corruption | |
| I manipulate to recreate | |
| This air to ground sage | |
| Gotta launder my karma | |
| I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans | |
| You' ll get down on your mutha in' knees | |
| And it' s time for your sickness again | |
| Come on and tell me what you need | |
| Tell me what is making you bleed | |
| We got two more minutes and | |
| We gonna cut to what you need | |
| So one of six so tell me | |
| One do you want to live | |
| And one of seven tell me | |
| Is it time for your mutha in' ass to give | |
| Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha in' knees | |
| Tell me is it time to get down | |
| I' m blown to the maxim | |
| Two hemispheres battlin' | |
| I' m blown to the maxim | |
| Two hemispheres battlin' | |
| Suckin' up, one last breath | |
| Take a drag off of death | |
| Hey Mr. Policeman | |
| Is it time for getting away | |
| Is it time for driving down the mother in' road | |
| And running from your ass today | |
| Now tell me if do you agree | |
| Or tell me if I' m makin' you bleed | |
| I got a few more minutes and | |
| I' m gonna out to what you need | |
| So one of six so tell me | |
| One do you want to live | |
| And one of seven tell me | |
| Is it time for your mutha in' ass to give | |
| Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha in' knees | |
| Tell me is it time to get down | |
| Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| You want a revolution behind your eyes | |
| We got to get up and organize | |
| Come on baby tell me | |
| Yes we aim to please |