Massacre

It's a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown

(Oh no) now you're in the massacre zone

It's a massacre, dastardly rhymes and so no's, oh no

(Now you're in the massacre zone)

I'm deaf like Beethoven, dumb like hardcore

It's all I can stand, I can't stand this no more

It's a massacre, scandalous innuendo, oh no

(Now you're in the massacre zone)

Fuck a rap battle, you can't handle it

I'm not asking, I'm blasting and nashing 'em

Fake punkers with the pussy ass managers

Handlers fronting on the Warped tour like amateurs

Bad Charlie, first on my list, took and drawn

Quartered and kissed with my fist

(I'm the humilator) check it and see

They played you your record, you ask, "Is that me?"

And when we look at that empty TV

Why do we hate everything that we see?

How do we know they've got nothing for me? (Greedy)

Nothing but hits since 1983 (say loud)

It's a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown

(Oh no) now you're in the massacre zone

It's a masterful punk rock behind and you know, oh no

(Now you're in the massacre zone)

And you can eat shit and die

If you go along for the ride

Just remember that we dismember like Jekyll and Hyde

Commercialized, sanitized, violence gets lionized

Well, I'll be there when I was rocking votes with e-ballots?

It's a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown

(Oh no) now you're in the massacre zone

It's a massacre, dastardly rhymes and so no's, oh no

(Now you're in the massacre zone)

Are you ready, do you want some more?

Now tell me, do you want some more?

Now tell me, are you ready for

Now tell me, do you want some more?

See, I don't ride a skateboard and love what you hate for

And don't give a fuck about punk rocking no more

It's exactly the thing that you need, now take heed

(Hey, I just sold some dope to that guy from Creed)

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Just like chainsaws in Texas, like Bonny and Clyde

That's me and Greedy, career suicide

It's a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown

(Oh no) now you're in the massacre zone

It's a masterful punk rock behind and you know, oh no

Hey, this is Kim Casper

Here with some tracks, on Maybach

This one goes out to queens of the trust fund

You slept on my floor

And now I'm sleeping through your motherfuckin' records

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See what happens?