NIGHT OF THE RAMPAGE (feat. AverageJoe)
MK Ultra
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City flashing breaking backs I'm off his pill again Dizzy crashes stop his actions breathing in his sins Wash his hands off dust the blazer with his swollen arms Crippled boy fancy body burns a crumbled pulp Fractured mind, joints bones corpse slumped in still Shattered hindsight sell his skills to to kill achilles heel He opens doors for the people who opens doors Put the people who opens doors Be the pills who would run his course Child enveloped him deeper this city's smoke and smog Pushing out his lungs left him wheezing up on his other side Concrete cancer sprout it's roots attack his nervous system Watch it's cells sell its self his only homegrown righteous wisdom It's all a myth the pills be saying take us with you Crippled boy crippled boy oh how you don't know what's within You don't need saving You don't need shit Lambs to the slaughter the profit of pillaged lives Light up be the followed path for bullets lit this night Belly of the carcass he's coughing his own truth Holding out his new weapon designed to haunt you I've been building bridges just to fucking burn em down Let em drown imma come back around swinging Little things start the kitty might pounce Mispronounce the name and you're straight in the grey book Looking like you don't know what to do next break Next rip checks civil unrest is the preset Popping pills when you're upset on the sesh Going west till you're exxed still thinking next I'm Influenced by the influenza Staying inside wake me up when September ends Little bit of green everyday the same trends Got your friends telling you "You should just switch genre" Too much drama you're a goner if you wanna stop Smoke some pot draw some rot and just carry on Off you trot go to god or just get a job Do what you want have fun I couldn't give a f*ck Lambs to the slaughter the profit of pillaged lives Light up be the followed path for bullets lit this night Belly of the carcass he's coughing his own truth Holding out his new weapon designed to haunt you Lambs to the slaughter the profit of pillaged lives Light up be the followed path for bullets lit this night Belly of the carcass he's coughing his own truth Holding out his new weapon designed to haunt you
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Written by: AVERAGE JOE, MK ULTRA, PROD. NITRO
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