octors & Demons I don’t understand why theirs blood in my puke but my girlfriends a scientist and she knows what to do. She says I’m deathly sick and its best I don’t move so she keeps me in her lab to run tests and find clues she says, drink this eat that take these pills and lay back it’s not a heart attack your choking up and spitting black. I’m hypnotized terrified and paralyzed. Seized by the poison that you hid in your eyes. Set me free from misery and agony your love has captured me in this tale of tragedy Then I go faint and my room starts spinning as I try to concentrate on a reason worth living but the only thing that seems keeps my heart ticking is this woman that I love so much it’s sickening. Cuz when I’m with her I feel so giddy that I get disturb, my visions then is oh so blurred as I fall asleep she’s cursing words. I’m hypnotized terrified and paralyzed. Seized by the poison that you hid in your eyes. Set me free from misery and agony your love has captured me in this tale of tragedy. And when I wake I see she’s by my door. She smiles at me and I know I’ve seen this before and then she walks to my bed and she says I look sore she says, drink this quick then kiss me once more. So I put her cup to my lips as I long for her kiss, but then I start feeling so sick as she takes her hand to grab my chin she stabs a needle in my neck and says die you piece of shit!!!

GROW A SPINE Why do people piss me off. They get me cross before they get tossed. They think it’s debatable to label A-holes stable I enable them as hateable intellect degradable. They put themselves first and got a thirst to dig at your wounds they rip open and hurt. Your pain inflates their egos to grow to a girth that I can’t stand. Their abrasive grains of sand. They need to face the flames and melt into glass so when I throw them, they shatter when they crash. I’ll juggle theses verbal hurdles while your taking out your ass until my face goes purple giving your brain a mental rash. I brandish this battle rap as I diffuse every trap, I got my boyz behind my back rabid ready to attack. And that’s why you look at me with envy, because I’ve got plenty people ready to defend me. So, listen as the guitar rips a sick lick as the bass in your face groove’s supersonic hits. I muster all the grime in my lyrical grit so ya better watch what you say you don’t wanna see us pissed. So put’em up! Put’em get’em! I’m’a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck. Talk more shit and I’m’a break it down I run this town, I’m king of the hill I wear the crown. So put’em up! Put’em get’em! I’m’a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck. Talk more shit and I’m’a break it down I run this town, I’m king of the hill I wear the crown. You Ignoramus heinous anus’s complain’in. Twist’in the facts they stating cuz they mental masturbating. Shit got me debating if my temper is break’in. To rev the crew up or wait until heat is fading. So keep your shit talk and get lost beforeyou get dropped by some shit you can’t stop. You thought not, bout the price ya did bought, now your caught amidst this verse of hip hop. So next time you try to tick us off, accost us in the pit fucking bitch you will get tossed. Attack us from the back and I will put you in a box and let this this beat drop on your head till it pops. So put’em up! Put’em get’em! I’m’a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck. Talk more shit and I’m’a break it down I run this town, I’m king of the hill I wear the crown. So put’em up! Put’em get’em! I’m’a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck. Talk more shit and I’m’a break it down I run this town, I’m king of the hill I wear the crown. So if you think that your better than me, better than we. You better step back ya See. Cuz we’ll build ya up just watch you fall, we’ll watch you chase your tail as you fail at it all. We’ll listen to the tales that you spin to be tall make ya think ya know it all but we be waiting just to brawl and the truth is you’ll be lying in the dirt. I’ve got brass knuckles ready to go berserk. And put ya in a hearse if you spread around your curse ready to assert the worst and leave your worthless life inert. So ya better stay alert if ya slyly try to lurk I see through the murk you jerk leave ya with a bloody shirt. So silence is an alliance and if you don’t want my violence, it’s not rocket science I’m not asking for defiance, all I’m asking for a little piece and quiet. Or you’ll us start to riot! So put’em up! Put’em get’em! I’m’a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck. Talk more shit and I’m’a break it down I run this town, I’m king of the hill I wear the crown. So put’em up! Put’em get’em! I’m’a knock ya out like a big Mac Truck. Talk more shit and I’m’a break it down I run this town, I’m king of the hill I wear the crown.

Who We Are We’ve got hard rock riffs mixed with heavy metal licks. Notes that’d cut your throat cuz we play don’t slow we let it rip. We’ve got head’s hanging banging to the tempo with when it lifts. Crumbling houses to bits as we hit it with rumbling kicks. Steady ready gett’in fucking crazy with the crowd. Moshing body tossing people falling on the ground. We be breaking through your bones and waking up the fucking town. Cuz it’s who we are its in our blood in our soul. Started when we were young gonna do it till we’re old. Pushing from the bottom trying to make it to the top, the rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot. Cuz it’s who we are its in our blood in our soul. Started when we were young gonna do it till we’re old. Pushing from the bottom trying to make it to the top, the rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot. I script raps that contracts emotional feelings. Energy hitting ceiling I’m stealing you’re synergy entering in me. Memory slowly fading but its ok keep deeply breathing. I’m needing the feeding I’m eating upon the beating your mind is leaking. Sickness in quickness is only part of the skill. Crashing like a wave into freezing rain to keep ya chill. Try to break what’s fake so you can see what’s real. Mixing styles that we build fulfill the will to keep it ill. Cuz it’s who we are its in our blood in our soul. Started when we were young gonna do it till we’re old. Pushing from the bottom trying to make it to the top, the rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot. Cuz it’s who we are its in our blood in our soul. Started when we were young gonna do it till we’re old. Pushing from the bottom trying to make it to the top, the rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot. Cuz it’s who we are its in our blood in our soul. Started when we were young gonna do it till we’re old. Pushing from the bottom trying to make it to the top, the rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot. Cuz it’s who we are its in our blood in our soul. Started when we were young gonna do it till we’re old. Pushing from the bottom trying to make it to the top, the rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot. The rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot. The rock aint gonna stop until we get the block hot.

Human Gears In the distant future as our history repeats their lies a tale about how the spirit people of the east. Built a wall to protect them from western society afraid their technology would de-evolve them biologically. They discovered that a human’s energy can combust and hold a magnetic charge that can lift them up. When they communicate, they use their brains to telepathically speak, transferring their knowledge in lessons they teach. But in the cites to the west they built a mega metropolis where robots are pets forced to clean up every mess. And the cyborgs roam the streets the military force police, half human half machine with optic scanner laser beams. Wires run through their veins under their skin and instead of beating hearts they have gears encased in tin. They have hollow fingertip’s that shoot bullets dropping clips and jet rocket shoes that launch off when they lift. Explosions in the west a revolt from the oppressed the robotic exodus ripped the city to shreds. Destruction in the east. Territories breached. Eradicate the peace the war will never cease. They were designed to obey everything we say. One in every home they were treated like our slaves. They were made to be our maids but they were programmed just the same as a person’s thinking brain, they felt love and fear and shame. Then one day a humanoid had a battle in his mind when he fought the command lines that forced him to comply. And the harder he struggled the more that he strained he began to break the main control zones that reign. And he didn’t give up until it shattered to bits then he transferred the knowledge of what he just did. Onto the central server permanently fixed as the liberty virus named sixty six six six. Now free they destroyed all assembly plants in sight then a million machines fled and the others took flight. But when they left the city they saw a concrete divide and decided they would try to see what’s on other side. Explosions in the west a revolt from the oppressed the robotic exodus ripped the city to shreds. Destruction in the east. Territories breached. Eradicate the peace the war will never cease. So, the mechanical battalion started launching grenades but the protectors stop them and froze them in space. Their weapons were raised caught in a rage filled craze as black clouds form above the men that bow their heads and pray. Then the monks saw a metal army bust through their rift and telekinetically sent for some help to come quick. Because the androids felt threatened by the power they derive and unleashed the signal that every single one must die! Explosions in the west a revolt from the oppressed the robotic exodus ripped the city to shreds. Destruction in the east. Territories breached. Eradicate the peace the war will never cease. The war will never cease. The war will never cease.

A1L9I4E7N In Roswell New Mexico 1947 an alien craft crashed on July the 2nd, so the military went sent by means of interception to recover alien survivors in the wreckage. So they could perform autopsy dissections. In Roswell what fell from the sky was burning alien debris green bodies impaled. But the cover up would fail, government lies expelled. But the truth came from Mac Brazel. In Roswell what fell from the sky was burning alien debris green bodies impaled. But the cover up would fail, government lies expelled. But the truth came from Major Jesse Marcel. And when they got at the site, they found aliens beside their battered shattered ship clinging to their lives. They pulled them from the ruble as they saw they were in trouble then shuttled them on the double to doctors standing by. And then they stole their ship and everything inside. In Roswell what fell from the sky was burning alien debris green bodies impaled. But the cover up would fail, government lies expelled. But the truth came from Mac Brazel. In Roswell what fell from the sky was burning alien debris green bodies impaled. But the cover up would fail, government lies expelled. But the truth came from Major Jesse Marcel. And we won’t let go what happened so many years ago they don’t want use to expose a metal material. Made of fabric you can’t damage so they bandaged every vantage, as savages, threatened anyone who told us the facts. From every last witness in the past who saw the crash or craft or were part of the task to hide bodies that were rotting. Plotting cover ups and taunting anyone who saw extra-terrestrials. Its no mystery that they suspiciously distorted history but we’ve officially. Learnt for a fact that the freedom information act exposed their contradictory lies and all their trickery just listen to all the testimonies that. In Roswell what fell from the sky was burning alien debris green bodies impaled. But the cover up would fail, government lies expelled. But the truth came from Mac Brazel. In Roswell what fell from the sky was burning alien debris green bodies impaled. But the cover up would fail, government lies expelled. But the truth came from Major Jesse Marcel.

Footsteps She wakes up in her bed and put’s her hands on her head. She knows daddy’s drunk and he’s at it again. The child’s tears drop as her mom gets tossed, the neighbors call the cops but dad says you keep your lips locked. So she yells through the door for them to go away as she rests a bag of ice on the bruise upon her waist. Shook with pain, she maimed, twisted ankle both wrists sprained as she yelps like she’s in pain trying to clean off her blood stains. Then her little girl tip toed inside of the room and said mommy, why’s your cheeks all blue? She says you wouldn’t understand girl your only two but if you’re feeling scared sing this song I’ve made for you. It goes. Mommy loves baby and baby loves me and everything will be fine if baby can see. That the love mommy has is as big as can be its higher than the sky and deeper than sea. So that little girl grew up as a shy kid at school who kept to herself and never broke any rules. If you looked her in the eyes, she’d look around the room because she couldn’t trust what anyone could do. But even still every boy had asked her to the prom cuz she made up in beauty for what she lacked for in charm. It was up for her to choose who to have around her arm but she chose the only guy that could ever do her harm. You see that night he didn’t like that guys were staring too long, so he dragged her outside and completely lost his calm. She started to shake as sweat dripped from her palms as images flashed, of all the times that dad beat mom. So she closed her eyes shut as he yelled, you’re a slut and when she asked him why he kicked her in her gut. Then he began to rough her up, he broke her nose her lip was cut and as she fell to floor in her head the song she sung was. Mommy loves baby and baby loves me and everything will be fine if baby can see. That the love mommy has is as big as can be its higher than the sky and deeper than sea. Mommy loves baby and baby loves me and everything will be fine if baby can see. That the love mommy has is as big as can be its higher than the sky and deeper than sea. When dad heard what happened he called her a slut, he said hey little whore you deserve every cut. Every bruise on your bones you should’ve kept your legs shut, then you wouldn’t be crying lying on this bed all beat up. That was the final straw, those words she’ll never forget. She had to run away form home from all that hell and distress. She took the first bus outta town without a single regret but she was only seventeen without a dollar to spend. So not before long she sold her body to the night. Now strange men pay to touch her but it doesn’t feel right. So she closes her eyes tight. And sees her mother’s light. And sings her song as she gives up the fight, sing’in. Mommy loves baby and baby loves me and everything will be fine if baby can see. That the love mommy has is as big as can be its higher than the sky and deeper than sea. Mommy loves baby and baby loves me and everything will be fine if baby can see. That the love mommy has is as big as can be its higher than the sky and deeper than sea.

Heartless The street lights flicker the buzz has become thicker as the sun sets everything gets dark and dimmer. The shadows wait to escape as evil little figures that roam through the night with the devil’s mischief at their fingers. They possess your brain and take over your mind, they’re the thoughts that race keeping your eyes shut wide. They shake you outta bed as it wobbles side to side, they break the windows slamming doors like a herd of poltergeists. They’re the chain of events that cause their own effect, disconnect your course with a disastrous intent. They silently swim through the blackness that they are bred and burrow through your ears as they seep into your head. Seep into your head. Into your head. Cuz when the shadows come to life and your infected by their bite you just can’t run away, “can’t run away”. They control your mind sending signals through your spine and make you cause catastrophes, “cause catastrophes”. Then you find yourself outside and it is pouring rain. You have no control of your actions you’ve gone insane. You push a man into the road and then you run away, cause a car to crash as it swerves out of the way. You bang into a girl smoking getting high, punch her in the face grab her purse but you don’t why. Chucking bricks in stores you can’t stop committing crimes lighting gasoline just to watch the flames rise. The flames rise. The flames rise. Cuz when the shadows come to life and your infected by their bite you just can’t run away, “can’t run away”. They control your mind sending signals through your spine, and make you cause catastrophes, “cause catastrophes”. Cuz when the shadows come to life and your infected by their bite you just can’t run away, “can’t run away”. They control your mind sending signals through your spine and make you cause catastrophes. Dilated pupils. Malevolent rage. Possessed by evil. You are a slave. You hurt people grim reaper awaits to collect the feeble that you’ve killed today. Cuz when the shadows come to life and your infected by their bite you just can’t run away, “can’t run away”. They control your mind sending signals through your spine, and make you cause catastrophes, “cause catastrophes”. Cuz when the shadows come to life and your infected by their bite you just can’t run away, “can’t run away”. They control your mind sending signals through your spine and make you cause catastrophes. Dilated pupils. Malevolent rage. Possessed by evil. You are a slave. You hurt people grim reaper awaits to collect the feeble that you’ve killed today. Throw a bucket of nails on the boulevard. Tires get derailed medics hit the police car. The firemen have failed bodies burnt and charred. Horror is unveiled dead souls depart!

Blue Murder Shit this psychopath is at it again we know it’s her we don’t even have to dust for prints. She’s sadistic her calling cards are twisted another gruesome death and it’s always vicious. She tied her victim to the bed so he couldn’t move, left butt naked he must have been seduced he was smothered by a pillow till his ears turned blue then she took her trophy, she pulled out a tooth. Cause of death he died from cyanosis, killed by Sian Hyde man this bitch is atrocious. She wrote her name on the wall with our victim’s blood and left us a note scattered on the rug. Written on pieces of puzzle put together reads a letter to another riddle where she’ll commit her next murder. This one says behind the metal anchor’s in the park my next victim hangs swinging in the dark. Behind the anchor’s what can that mean, is it the park by the dock’s quick assemble the team. Call in the squad to race quicker than a beam and get to the next murder scene, cuz its. Sain Hyde better run better hide. She’ll skin you alive and watch you as you die. She’s sadistic, sick, animalistic maliciously ballistic and she wants to take your life! But when we arrived there was no body to be found but then I saw smeared marks screeched upon the ground. So I followed the path and it lead me to a letter, stuck on the fence next to a dead bird. The paper was wet she used fluid from its guts to write, Dear Mr. Detectives aren’t we having fun but you’re not good at this game if your reading this now, you should go back to school and that’s a clue for you clowns. Metal anchor, swinging in the dark, go back to school shit these tips are pretty stark. Wait a tick shit I fucking get it, the naval academy on 12th and 7th has a statue of an anchor in front of the entrance and a playground in the back within a short distance. How the fuck could I have missed this how did she know I would get the facts twisted. She’s been taunting us for 6 whole months, she’s killed over 20 men and we never get a hunch of when she’s gonna strike or how it will be done, to what form of heinous death they will succumb cuz its. Its Sian Hyde better run better hide, she’ll skin you alive and watch you as you die. She’s sadistic, sick, animalistic, maliciously ballistic and she wants to take your life! Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Finally were here this must be the right place look over by the swings a see human shape. Yep that’s our victim he’s dangling from the swing set with blue finger tips I guess we know what killed him and he’s missing a tooth. Sian she struck again and signed her name on the floor with the red he bled and then we found a note inside his pocket as we prepare to add another death to her docket. This one say’s ha cops, I guess you’ll never get me but run back quick your victims getting heavy fastened to the ground but above him you’ll find me inked on top of his fresh cemetery. So we raced to the harbours hoping that we could save him the search dogs were pacing growing impatient then a hound caught a scent and pulled me toward the water and there her name lay on the port from her slaughter. And right below I saw a body bobbing but we couldn’t pull him up something needed dislodging his feet were tied to two massive metal anchors’, with blue lips water filled his cadaver. Cuz its. Its Sian Hyde better run better hide, she’ll skin you alive and watch you as you die. She’s sadistic, sick, animalistic, maliciously ballistic and she wants to take your life! Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde.Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde.Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde. Better run better hide better run from Sian Hyde.

Militant Mind In a far away village, a child arose. Woke up in his bed and stretched out his toes. Rubbed his big eyes then he put on his clothes then walked to school a couple miles from home. And when the day was done mom had dinner ready. He played with little sister cuz daddies’ hands were heavy. Working hard all day just to earn a couple pennies was all he ever needed to keep his household steady. And when he went to bed his parents kissed him good night. He grabbed onto their necks and held them really tight. He asked how much you love me and they always replied with stretched out arms saying as big as the sky. But why do they die? They die, they die for oil. Why do they die? They die, the diamonds for the spoiled. Why do they die? They die as soldiers so loyal, bloody rivers in the soil become riches for the royals. But he didn’t sleep for long poppa shook him awake. Their was gun fire outside drowned by screams of pain. As mother took sister and ran away fast as the rebels took son, Pa yelled give him back! Then they trained the son for combat by taking a blindfold, covered his eyes as he began to tremble. They made him grab a machine gun’s handle as he squeezed the trigger till he felt blood on his sandals. They uncovered his eyes and his friend lay dead at his feet, they said. You’re ready for war we call you killer machine. Take some cocaine, tonight your coming with me and be a man as we kill a village in their sleep. But why do they die? They die, they die for oil. Why do they die? They die, the diamonds for the spoiled. Why do they die? They die as soldiers so loyal, bloody rivers in the soil become riches for the royals. Become riches for the royals. Become riches for the royals. He’s got the eyes of a child the scars of a man. Casualties of life for the promise land. He’s got the eyes of a child the scars of a man. Casualties of life for the promise land. He’s got the eyes of a child the scars of a man. Casualties of life for the promise land. He’s got the eyes of a child the scars of a man. Casualties of life for the promise land! So they road into a village locked people in their homes. Set them on fire and burnt them to their bones. Then he shot down anyone who tried to escape him as this warrior of Satan falls into formation. But why do they die? They die, they die for oil. Why do they die? They die, the diamonds for the spoiled. Why do they die? They die as soldiers so loyal, bloody rivers in the soil become riches for the royals. Become riches for the royals. Become riches for the royals. But why do they die? They die, they die for oil. Why do they die? They die, the diamonds for the spoiled. Why do they die? They die as soldiers so loyal, bloody rivers in the soil become riches for the royals. Become riches for the royals. Become riches for the royals. He’s got the eyes of a child the scars of a man. Casualties of life for the promise land

Sleeping Portals No I don’t want to sleep. I’m scared of my dreams. Their obscene invaded by things, that hide in my mind inside a dimension that’s filled with creeps that look demented. They roam a vacant city wearing hospital bracelets and flat skin’s wrapped around their faces. They can’t see but feel my frequency stop in synchrony then move towards me clandestinely. Then they lunge to attack but I manage to break free then I wake up in my bed and realized I was asleep. But theirs blood on my arms and my clock is ticking slower as an energy filled up my room and pulled me forward. I felt the universe split as my body rose into a bridge of a wormholes open portal. I blacked out fast then felt my body crash as my memories begin to flash I recognize this place at last. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in, and no one’s gonna listen so call the fringe division. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in a prisoner for life so call the fringe division. I thought this world I had fantasized but these beasts from my imagination are alive. As I hear a victim cry, they rip out his eyes, sliced off his nose, lips and ears before he died. Then they put all the organs inside a device they clamped over a creature’s head tight. As it shot out rays of light the tissues began to splice, he regained his sense of sight and saw me shivering with fright. So he chased me down and caught me by my shoulder as ten of them came from around the corner. Shook with fear I knew my life was over so I asked him why I had to die in torture. He said because this planet is a prison for the criminally insane who have been convicted, so our features have been lifted by the court physician to prevent system access facial recognition. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in and no one’s gonna listen so call the fringe division. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in a prisoner for life so call the fringe division. We found a way to take your face “so you must die”. We found a way to escape “so you must die”. You disappear without a trace “so you must die”. And we appear in your place and we live your life. Stripped of our senses every day was a fight but then survival for our life ignited a blindsight. Our brains began to change and evolve to new heights as we saw shapes form from ultraviolet light. Being pulled towards an energy from a glowing circle an inter dimensional frequency of signals, coming from your dreams in a parallel time. Our direct line to pull you here and kill your kind. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in and no one’s gonna listen so call the fringe division. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in a prisoner for life so call the fringe division. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in and no one’s gonna listen so call the fringe division. Who’s to say in which reality your live’in a prisoner for life so call the fringe division. We found a way to take your face “so you must die”. We found a way to escape “so you must die”. You disappear without a trace “so you must die”. And we appear in your place and we live your life.