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Concentrate and think about the words these monsters say 

Moves that we make and the shit That we doing  

Soon you'll find yourself under there influence



[Madchild]

Ok, Jump back spin around I'm Mixed up

Say hi Crack you in the mouth and Kick dust

Big Truck roll up at the window of a pickup

Order a Quarter pounder while I'm getting my dick sucked

Madchild remember my name cause I'll forget 

Bad temper I punch myself in the head 

I'm up against a wall no one to protect me

Shoot my shadows had enough he's fed up he left me

I'm all alone but I love being lonely

We outta the trees me and Moka only

Start a single fine line of the sane asylum 

Its hard to stay calm when your brain is whiling 

I'm smiling but inside im screamin

I'm a ragin demon but I love god pray every evening 

Seven, seven times Sometimes five 

I gotta do and say certain things before I drop

I ain't think of particular stuff, just comes to me

Socials skills suck I'm real bad company

Still got a long way to go I ain't sweating 

Cause everyday another day Towards where I'm Getting



[Chorus]

 

[Madchild]

You don't wanna push me past the edge 

You don't wanna cross the line till last you dead

Aint nothing new to me to that I seen it

You barkin up the wrong tree dog I mean it

My whole team fen fine in fuck

50 of us roll up in the club like what?

Everyone got a girl by the time we leave

You can best guess that people get fucked Up this evening 

I'm  an American idol staple a maple leaf to my chest

Make believe I'm the best 

Keep telling yourself that Soon I will be

Lets brainwash yourself till everyone feel me

Appeal to the masses that I'm made for action

Suspenseful thriller it's a fatal attraction

Your in for a big surprise don't wanna ruin it

No choice of course your influence I'm doing it



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[Prevail]

I'm throwin thunderbolts like Zeus Makin waves Like Poseidon

I've got my license to kill you better believe that I'm driving

I'm Feelin live and on the go like double shots of espresso 

I know a couple girls that'll probably tell there friends I'm an asshole

In the fast lane of entertainment keep your tank full

Watch your rear view and always be thankful

Before I make your neck sleep deep in tranquil 

And shoot a tranquilizer dart right into your ankle

And watch you slowly Rollin sell your soul to the crone

But You will not be comin back and blastin holes in me bro 

Once your done your done thinking your prev one

I count it down like an identity from ten to one

My only enemy's the sun it restricts my movement

When the full moon blooms we make the sickest music

In the room full of bloodthirsty worthy students 

And soon you'll find yourself under thee influence



[Chorus x2]