[Intro: Sample]
[Hook:]
[Sample]
[Verse 4: Apathy]
[Verse 5: Celph Titled]
[00:00.00]Back to the hardcore!
[00:11.62]Intelligent, infinity
[00:12.89]Malevolent, epitome
[00:14.24]They consider me as the most deadly weapon from Italy
[00:16.79]That will include the Benelli semi-auto artillery
[00:19.36]Literally cryogenically treated to be invisibly
[00:22.12]Symphony slicker than sixty Sicilianos from Sicily
[00:24.74]Motherfuckers talking but never going to do shit to me
[00:27.41]I'm about to set it on motherfuckers officially
[00:30.16]Rip they spine out and just put them out of they misery
[00:32.87]No more mister nice guy, everything maliciously
[00:35.50]Who can stop me now you with Luca Brasi where fishes be
[00:38.22]It's impossible that you're righteous without the dignity
[00:40.88]If it's a problem you motherfuckers can come visit me
[00:43.54]Super humanity gradually back from my galaxy
[00:46.07]Burning them calories I'm still yearning to earn a salary
[00:48.75]The son of anarchy I'm in court pleading insanity
[00:51.36]Can it be all the panicking and agony that's trapping me
[00:54.19]Tragically Introducing you rappers to tragedy
[00:56.81]Happily ever after if after means you're a casualty
[00:59.47]Praise those who savagely sacrifice their reality
[01:02.12]Bury bones and annually dig them up unhappily
[01:04.82]Catch me flossing dead in the center of gravity
[01:07.40]Bonafide, I'm a mix of Maxi Priest and the Maccabees
[01:10.16]My mentality, manipulating your mastery
[01:12.74]The master, disaster strikes whatever's in back of me
[01:15.49]Playtime is over, Their time is over
[01:17.40]The finest soldiers, take nines from holsters
[01:19.21]My only weapons: canines and cobras, we diamond poachers
[01:21.93]We take your shine, we some mind controllers
[01:23.54]My rhyme is solar-flaring, airing out the kind below us
[01:26.30]You know Lois Lane know my name
[01:27.79]I'm throwing flames at your brain like Ghost Rider, my flow's tighter
[01:30.84]I'm Blakey Griffin with an open lane
[01:32.59]My foe is Bane, my flow is Betsy Ross off the Zoloft: so insane
[01:36.16]I'm over-trained in hand-to-hand and man-to-man my hammers land and can ya fam
[01:39.68]I'm a brutal rapper, you're a Chutes & Ladders
[01:41.83]Candyland emcee, I'm completely aotp 'til the death
[01:44.70]Esoteric zombie-killer taking out whatever's left
[01:47.65]You're mad cause the army's here
[01:48.74]Top to bottom, army gear
[01:50.16]Gunshots is all you hear
[01:51.49]Death come to all who's near
[01:52.84]We're running through the village killing
[01:54.11]Building a regime
[01:55.39]Heavy unstoppable
[01:56.28]Crown of thorns form we ready
[01:58.03]When playtime's over I'll take your mind back to the hardcore
[02:08.68]The God particle
[02:09.50]Armageddon-weapons in my arsenal
[02:11.57]I'm the real deal
[02:12.75]Fuck an Alex Jones article
[02:14.21]Heart is arctic cold
[02:15.48]My murder's are nautical
[02:16.74]Murk you in the murky depths
[02:17.91]Where the screams aren't audible
[02:19.38]Salutations, standing over the body salivating
[02:22.00]Was kicked out of hell because I wouldn't bow to Satan
[02:24.64]I'm the boss, I turn your albums off
[02:26.66]Turn your brain to apple sauce
[02:28.19]My wingspan is like an albatross
[02:30.14]Out the frost, mouth spewing out exhaust
[02:32.17]Out come the claws
[02:33.31]Power force, that can blow the tops of mountains off
[02:35.57]Blow the head of cowards off, you'll get carried off
[02:38.11]Y'all are soft as ferries buried in terrycloth
[02:41.10]In '94 I dreamt of spreading Salt-n-Pepa's legs
[02:43.25]But I was busy playing dodgeball with severed heads
[02:45.46]Conducting chaos with a chrome baton
[02:47.61]So sound the smoke alarm
[02:48.84]Cause overall I broke your arms
[02:50.14]And kicked your ass with loafers on
[02:51.54]Homeboy this hk settle wars
[02:53.47]I'm a dragon, you're a faggot with a tape measure sword
[02:56.46]Celph Titled is a motherfucking problem
[02:58.67]With germs that are infectious
[02:59.96]Attack like German shepherds while acid dissolve em
[03:02.20]I got the ratchet -I blast it
[03:03.95]You got a ratchet, but you keep it in your jacket
[03:05.82]Undercover brother on your album cover trying to look like you crazy
[03:09.23]When your theme song should be Aerosmith, "Dude looks like a lady"
[03:12.79]You're mad cause the army's here
[03:14.10]Top to bottom, army gear
[03:15.39]Gunshots is all you hear
[03:16.73]Death come to all who's near
[03:18.08]We're running through the village killing
[03:19.39]Building a regime
[03:20.50]Heavy unstoppable
[03:21.69]Crown of thorns form we ready
[03:23.48]When playtime's over I'll take your mind back to the hardcore