Off road parts and fabrication.
I'm hiding in the shadow from the demons that I battle on my psycho with a hypothermic needle in my ankle My survival has a fire breathing eagle that exists I'm evil people lock my sights and burn you to a crisp All my sentiments are venomous, I'm poisonous to enemies No cure, there is no remedy, death will be the penalty I'menacing Invented with demented thoughts of grandeur, temper is explosive, I'm a boiling part of anger Middle-aged mutant, deformed monstrosity, do not have the audacity to fuck with this atrocity Reformed, deformed, creeper in a treetop, deport, back into my country, read the report Igor, why do you wanna pick a little me for? Z-Form explosions, I'm provoked by the sea shore, keep it you will reap it, I will give it all I got I'm strategic, devil's region, I will think that I will fly So feel the rap on my psycho path, man shout, do all the fucking things G four pranks to that tour fast, that quake, you pay the price when you sing the Tracks I sweat up in the act of dead cycles, I get remetricable Invented with demented crooks, Spikements is lame, Ramsay would take the International pit I will have the last laugh, I'm a fucking bad man Hand-making bullets when I'm listening to black flags Selectors, they are satamites detecting me on satellite Sneak across the border to Seattle with the badamite DJ play a battle break from battling on stage I'm a rival, thank you, kid, should not be rattling my cage And I don't give a fuck about a rapper with a buzz I happily attack him and extract a little buzz They don't hear it, every night I pray to God Protect us from these evil spirits, lyrics
