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We take the huge leap to become what we need Survival is the only way to ever be free There's nothing wrong with a little bit of greed Speak our minds, whenever that we feel Chaotic postmortem, above mental stress Obey no master, we will rise with the best No time for autopsy, combined with our strength This for Valhall, we united in death My spit's like razor blades, slicing up ya face Cause mad internal damage to your body when I blaze You suckers can't relate to the shotty that sprays The rest of your heads on the ground where they lay Fuck with me, stab you with a toothpick Grab you with 2 fists to strangle you blue, bitch... Murder you slowly as your lungs are collapsing You panic attacking, kick it, the back hand slappin' Cause more effect than provocative detonators Lost in the air, falling, 'bout to evaporate us Rhymes pressure same as 10 explicit innovators 360 degrees, imagine what i do to pen and paper The most ruthless, brutalize tracks and fuse it Flows spewin' madness that you find too elusive No blueprint, no bullshit, no stupid excuses My beats and lyrics bang you in the face, leave you so clueless Letras de canciones We take the huge leap to become what we need Survival is the only way to ever be free There's nothing wrong with a little bit of greed Speak our minds whenever that we feel Chaotic postmortem, above mental stress Obey no master, we will rise with the best No time for autopsy, combined with our strength This for Valhall, we united in death Been humble for too long, so now I'll talk shit Never underrestimate a demon possessed by darkness While you talk slick, I'm in your apartment Spark clips so sharp that I leave ya jaw split Words to the wise, this revenge to the fullest Shoot you in the stomach and you can shit out the bullet Try recycle it for re-use, even if it smells... Or better yet, save that last bullet for ya self You got one testicle left, other one's missing in action Ejaculation would be right reaction, yet, you missed the action You're as predictable as Christian music Prayin' all day for a soul and still loosing Matter fact, you and I know that you're done for For everything you did to me than I will be you're tormentor Soon to be continued from the rise of the folklore Who am I? The devil's ghostwriter and mentor We take the huge leap to become what we need Survival is the only way to ever be free There's nothing wrong with a little bit of greed Speak our minds whenever that we feel Chaotic postmortem, above mental stress Obey no master, we will rise with the best No time for autopsy, combined with our strength This for Valhall, we united in death I am the negative, you should know my intension, kid... Righteous retribution like your motherfucking nemesis Spaz 12 to ya lips so you can french kiss Demented penmanship to put the pressure on your prejudice Fuck a supremacist, hate you all equally And when I'm on the scene I promise none will die peacefully Vehemently, brutalize tracks evenly Meaning I do not recycle bars that easily Reek of defeat, hearts stop with no beat Flatline like the stocks on the screens from Wall street Put beats on repeat as I spark up the heat Get busy in the booth over monstrous beats Spit weak shit than you get rejected for real Tryna sit next to me with a song in the ejection seat Verses so intricate, confused by it's meaning You would need an explanation coming straight from Morgan Freeman We take the huge leap to become what we need Survival is the only way to ever be free There's nothing wrong with a little bit of greed Speak our minds whenever that we feel Chaotic postmortem, above mental stress Obey no master, we will rise with the best No time for autopsy, combined with our strength This for Valhall, we united in death From Letras Mania