1. |
Night Call / Intro
00:57
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I. Am. God.
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2. |
Duel In Broad Daylight
01:18
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Deathset and the Master Brain, Creepers Die
(Airstrike from the sky)
Eyecone and the Neuro shocks, Creepers Die
(Airstrike from the sky)
Fly guy swag, beat 'em up reppin'
Slammer gets all these fat shits steppin'
Calling all busters, we got a new mission
Kickin' terrie ass, Nintendo dissin'
Earth invasion on the Mega Drive
Shoot'em all up
(Annihilate)
Fatso blobs and flying heads
Kill the mothership
(Annihilate)
Is he friend or is he foe? I don't know.
Are we gonna die?
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3. |
Operation Omega
00:50
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Corporation plagues us
Profit from the masses
(OOZE) TOXIC WASTE
(OOZE) SEEKS REVENGE
Spitting slime gobs in their face
(OOZE) TOXIC WASTE
(OOZE) SEEKS REVENGE
Hate fuels the man inside
No cure for his demise
Slime burning green flesh
MAKE ME HUMAN
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4. |
NoS
01:47
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THEY CONTROL THE MIND
Reaching out for something
Searching for that someone
Reaching out for someone
THEN I HEAR NO ONE
Are you there? (we out here)
Is this a test? (I feel it in my chest)
The message is clear, I've reached out to beyond.
Symbiotic Halitosis, searching for the diagnosis
The results are in
I don't know what to say..
Maxi Ultra overdose
Viles of MK
They control my mind.
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5. |
Duende
01:24
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Sidesteppin' in the dark
Sidestep until die
You cannot see, you cannot see my face
Sidesteppin' in the dark
Sidesteppin' till I die
Shank wielding socialite
Steal your breath into the night
Creepin' in your bed again
Sidestep until the end
Got my lil bag of tricks
Boof a bang and get my kicks
You only see me on a Nokia phone screen
Is it chill if I chill here?
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6. |
Sassy's Packing Heat
01:15
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Sassy's packin, heat
Overthrowing one and all
Catch a fucking foot
Sassy's stomping down the walls
Sassy's packing heat
No more hiding anymore
Non-believers die first NOW
Jaws drop
His clip locks
Oh god, his gun's cocked
Sassy: I'VE GOT BEEF WITH ALL OF Y'ALL
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7. |
Special People Club
01:08
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Danger in the parking lot
Streets of Rage
Break your false act
Talking your shit, your're not down with it.
Coming thru, we have the sauce
This not the first you've seen of us
We take it back to '93
Columns, TJ and Big E
I can smell you from here.
We don't claim any clique or scene
Just vibin' cosmic telepathy
You're cruisin' for a bruisin' now
Try and stop dis Nasty sound
I can smell you from here.
Who am I trust all these worthless fucking fakes?
Laugh behind my back
I'm the mongoose, you're the snakes.
I'll fight with the fury you provoke.
I find you're the only fucking joke.
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8. |
Cryptkeeper
01:06
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I got secrets.
The truth is out there, I believe.
Hidden from the public eye
There's plenty more to what they say
Feeding us lie after lie
Knowledge and technology
Acquired from a foreign source
Element one fifteen fueled
Emits anti-gravity force
Sassy's got the heat! (BALL OUT!)
Bobby's got the E! (BALL OUT!)
Duende's got the stab! (BALL OUT!)
Ivan's in the lab! (BALL OUT!)
BALL OUT! BALL OUT!
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