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[Chorus - Raw]
are living fast, moves in misery
You got a you wanna sing for me
a song, singing man
Sing a song, man
Sing song, singing man
Sing another song, man
a song for me
Sing a for me

[P.O.R.N.]
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so
One life to live, and I'm to risk it
Terror that the world has never known
Left so many clues, now how could they it?
Sadistic, ballistic, a word and pick it
Long as it the world is on my shit list
Walking time bomb, my mind is on
Countdown's on, its too to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so
The ones I hate know what my name is
Have no clue I'm armed and dangerous
Willing to my blood to be famous
Willing to spill my to make changes
Look for a note to explain this
Heinous, the ache from my anguish
Sounds insane, speaking my language...

[Black
One for the pressing, two for the
Three for the blessing, four for the
Kid holding a weapon, walk like a
In the of transgression, military issue Kalash-
or machete or a pitchfork
He killing he feel he got nothing to live for
In a war taking heads from men like Charles
And never seen the undisclosed foreign dealer
killer, he look 35
He changed his to Little No-Man-Survive
he smoke that leaf, shorty believe he can fly
He loot and terrorize and shoot the eyes
Who to blame, its a shame, the youth was
Wishing he could see rearrange the truth, to see the
And he wouldn't have to his barrel to target you
His heart can't you the years of scar tissue...

[Truck
Uh, what you're witnessing is true
Charged by the call and the of the nation
Countdown, minutes from detonation
A lifetime of grunt work, this is the
My manner, seems patient, rage lies
So deep, I can it, let's sacrifice lives
the first sensation, to paradise I fly
Delusions are lighting up the sky
The last days of mine spent in extreme
Wolves dressed like occur more frequently
Too much faith to be scared, the petrified fled
Those who live fearing death, might as well be
of the occupiers, will soon fall
Martyr or mass That's your call
Mass transit or a Who can watch them all?
In the name of the merciful, me a song...