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  • Back to the hardcore!
    Intelligent, infinity
    Malevolent, epitome
    They consider me as the most deadly weapon from Italy
    That will include the Benelli semi-auto artillery
    Literally cryogenically treated to be invisibly
    Symphony slicker than sixty Sicilianos from Sicily
    ************* talking but never going to do **** to me
    I'm about to set it on ************* officially
    Rip they spine out and just put them out of they misery
    No more mister nice guy, everything maliciously
    Who can stop me now you with Luca Brasi where fishes be
    It's impossible that you're righteous without the dignity
    If it's a problem you ************* can come visit me
    Super humanity gradually back from my galaxy
    Burning them calories I'm still yearning to earn a salary
    The son of anarchy I'm in court pleading insanity
    Can it be all the panicking and agony that's trapping me
    Tragically Introducing you rappers to tragedy
    Happily ever after if after means you're a casualty
    Praise those who savagely sacrifice their reality
    Bury bones and annually dig them up unhappily
    Catch me flossing dead in the center of gravity
    Bonafide, I'm a mix of Maxi Priest and the Maccabees
    My mentality, manipulating your mastery
    The master, disaster strikes whatever's in back of me
    Playtime is over, Their time is over
    The finest soldiers, take nines from holsters
    My only weapons: canines and cobras, we diamond poachers
    We take your shine, we some mind controllers
    My rhyme is solar-flaring, airing out the kind below us
    You know Lois Lane know my name
    I'm throwing flames at your brain like Ghost Rider, my flow's tighter
    I'm Blakey Griffin with an open lane
    My foe is Bane, my flow is Betsy Ross off the Zoloft: so insane
    I'm over-trained in hand-to-hand and man-to-man my hammers land and can ya fam
    I'm a brutal rapper, you're a Chutes & Ladders
    Candyland emcee, I'm completely aotp 'til the death
    Esoteric zombie-killer taking out whatever's left
    You're mad cause the army's here
    Top to bottom, army gear
    Gunshots is all you hear
    Death come to all who's near
    We're running through the village killing
    Building a regime
    Heavy unstoppable
    Crown of thorns form we ready
    When playtime's over I'll take your mind back to the hardcore
    The God particle
    Armageddon-weapons in my arsenal
    I'm the real deal
    **** an Alex Jones article
    Heart is arctic cold
    My murder's are nautical
    Murk you in the murky depths
    Where the screams aren't audible
    Salutations, standing over the body salivating
    Was kicked out of hell because I wouldn't bow to Satan
    I'm the boss, I turn your albums off
    Turn your brain to apple sauce
    My wingspan is like an albatross
    Out the frost, mouth spewing out exhaust
    Out come the claws
    Power force, that can blow the tops of mountains off
    Blow the head of cowards off, you'll get carried off
    Y'all are soft as ferries buried in terrycloth
    In '94 I dreamt of spreading Salt-n-Pepa's legs
    But I was busy playing dodgeball with severed heads
    Conducting chaos with a chrome baton
    So sound the smoke alarm
    Cause overall I broke your arms
    And kicked your ass with loafers on
    Homeboy this hk settle wars
    I'm a dragon, you're a faggot with a tape measure sword
    Celph Titled is a ************* problem
    With germs that are infectious
    Attack like German shepherds while acid dissolve em
    I got the ratchet -I blast it
    You got a ratchet, but you keep it in your jacket
    Undercover brother on your album cover trying to look like you crazy
    When your theme song should be Aerosmith, "Dude looks like a lady"
    You're mad cause the army's here
    Top to bottom, army gear
    Gunshots is all you hear
    Death come to all who's near
    We're running through the village killing
    Building a regime
    Heavy unstoppable
    Crown of thorns form we ready
    When playtime's over I'll take your mind back to the hardcore
  • [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]************* talking but never going to do **** to me
    [00:27.41]I'm about to set it on ************* 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 ************* 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]**** 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 ************* 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