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Public Menace, Freak, Human Fly
I know a man--his face is like plastic
Stretch smile wide, it's elastic
I know a girl she can fill up a room
1200 pounds, footsteps of doom
I know a machine man he's X-51
Harder than steel--his fists they're
Like machine guns
I know a guy bend a fork with his mind
The three-eyed baby, she is not blind
From mud hut to skyscraper in the
wink of an eye
back again just as fast
Public menace, freak, human fly
I know a rat boy he does the rat dance
Born with a tail
He had to cut a hole in his pants
I know the slug of the slime of the
slug of the worm of the man
couldn't walk a step, but he
dreamed that he ran
I know the skeleton girl she'll play
a song on her bones
Creak the high notes and rattle
Those low tones
From mud hut to skyscraper in the
wink of an eye
back again just as fast
Public menace, freak, human fly
Dollar a look
Dollar a look
Dollar a look
Like a kung fu manic drunk on the blood of a thousand victims
My case in point is I don't have a system
No need to knock them down
What's the sound or uplift them, yeah
We'll maybe in space no one can hear you scream
Now is it yourself or is it a team
Think fast 'cause you might get caught while you're asleep
The forces of evil run deep, they're so deep
Gettin' organizized
Confusion is the heart of stability
Stability is the hear and soul of insanity
It's going, it's going what's going's got you gone
There ain't nothing here so move along
When it rains it pours it pours, it rains insanely
Logic is the strength of the truth but the pain sees it all
I'd tell you why but I cannot recall
Gettin' organizized
Possessions possess they kill you distress
I know what's here and that is a mess
When you recreate the fact, you recreate the factual
What was never here becomes actual
Seven thousand words scripted out in rhyme
And I've got some too
But in the meantime I'll step from the flow cause that is my way
I know what's when what can I say
Neckbone or backbone neckbone or back
You've got no fiction if you've got no fact
Neckbone or backbone you're choice for the breakin'
You're thinkin' for a minute your choice might be takin' mistaken
For some good or bad
You see what you got
I see what you had
There ain't no difference in the left, right
There ain't no difference in the blind, sight
Now stop for a minute 'cause your head is gettin' spastic
Paper or plastic--paper or plastic
Situation no win is the sin
So you rush for a change but the change has always been the same
Same fools still trippin' off some old ways
New fools just thinkin' about some better days
Transparent, apparently you let it all pass
A kick in the head a kick in the ass
It's all the same to me
Fire or freezin'
Dried up or bleeding
Just when it's over you get what you're needing too much or no time
Shut up it's all mine and I let it go like that
Neckbone or backbone neckbone or back
You've got no fiction if got no fact
Kobeyashi maru what you gonna do
Am I gettin' through
Am I gettin' through
Five triple zero
Yes you are no hero
You stop and wait, and why
Oh where, oh where, oh where can I be
You must understand that the world is crazy it's not for me
This is combat rock for the masses
But you know I fear the masses need to get their asses kicked, quick!
Step on up...
Red, the color that lines the road 255 the fearless explode
Who burns rubber from coast to coast supernova get burned like toast
Gasoline blood fire veins hong kong flu rides the soul train
Concrete breakfast, star struck fame first place killer the man with no name,
Machine shop rodeo the scrap pile boss, you're the one who's gonna learn about
loss
Eyes on the road souls in the gutter burn up the street just like the toe cutter
Don't be foolish don't go insane dead man's curve, ride the inside lane
Concrete breakfast, star struck fame first place killer
That's the way it's gotta be
The earth vs. me
Tales of ordinary madness
Who's to blame, I mean for all
The sadness could it be the
enemy within or just them
I blame them who is the one
that's kickin your ass
Who's the one that's on your
back stabbin' the soul twister
Turn your miss into a mystery, I see
That's the way it's gotta be
The earth vs. me
Well, I can dig it yeah I'll rise
Above it all
Never, never takin' the fall
Well the thoughts that I think
Are paranoid
The thoughts that I
Think I can't avoid
I swear they're out to get me
But get me not 'cause I'm ready
For the fight see
Trapped in a conscious state
Of mind of seperation
Stickin to kickin the facts
From the songs of alienation
Stickin to kickin the facts
Stickin to kickin the facts
Stickin to kickin the facts
From the songs of alienation
Some people were meant to be
Left alone so step off
Step one--dehumanize
Step two--is when you realize
Step three--humiliate
Step four--recreate
What's that sound that you're hearing
What's that noise...
It sounds like a trash can exploding
It sounds like a mess
It sounds like you're feeling pretty good
It sounds like you're in distress
It sounds like the speaker's broken
It sounds like a fire
It sounds like ok, ok
It sounds like a riot
Mega!! Kung Fu Radio
It sounds like a freak of nature
It sounds like you've been gone for awhile
It sounds like you ain't so happy
It sounds like 5000 style
It sounds like you think that you're bulletproof
It ounds like hey what can I say
It sounds like we're taking over
It sounds like get out of my way
Mega!! Kung Fu radio
What's that... sound!!!
You get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing
Well a swim with the sharks is like me
I'll find them for three and catch them and kill them for ten
When they smile just to cut off your legs
You've got no time to think only to beg
Twenty no twenty five-three tons
The one in the front is the one with the run
Well it's blood red
Fair game for the eats 'cause this is my home this is my street
Well a swim with the sharks is like weak is for strong
Nobody knows it yet not right from wrong
Deep is the dark from the depths of the dive
Am I okay, am I alive?
Well the hot house now seems like suckin' on ice cream
Funny thing is it'll make a grown man scream
Want to stay afloat well stay afloat but don't forget it
All I've got to say is your gonna need a bigger boat
Well a swim with the sharks is like now
Never
Deadly
Clever
The darkness
The sun...forever...done
20 miles to Texas, 25 to hell
Where the weathers hotter I could never tell
Spend most of my days doing nothing but good
Seems like I was born to be misunderstood
20 miles to Texas!! 25 to hell!! 20 miles to texas, 25 to hell
I was born for stealing I wasn't made to sell
Carved out of bone and ash, steel, dirt, concrete
An arm for an arm a leg for a leg
One dead end street
20 miles o texas!! 25 to hell!! Fire's on the side of the road dead people toe
to toe
Warm your hands on burning blood
I gotta go...go!! 20 miles to texas, 25 to hell
If she ever loved me, I could never tell
Spend most of my days doing nothing but good
Seems like I was born to be misunderstood
Tokyo vigilante #1 kills with his
Mind not with a gun
The rumor round town, that he
Was all washed up,
But then he showed up
And then he cleaned up
Sharper than a sword
He don't run
You can't fuck with the number one son
He said now everybody needs
A little vengeance
And when you want some
You call me
Yeah, everybody needs a little
Vengeance
I'll kill any man for a fee
...Tokyo...
Now who amongst you is
Gonna stand up
No who among you is gonna fall
Now who's got the brains to see
What's going on
And who amongst you is gonna
Crawl
Well it's all for one
But they say it isn't so
Blood in the streets
Of downtown Tokyo
But the prayers of the weak get
Answered like a shot
Quick, fast style
Yeah, check it out pressure drop
Eventually time it grinds
Down to a halt
The ultimate battle
The slug and the salt
The sun rises in the east
But it sets in the west
Tokyo Vigilante he never rests
Test of the body,
Test of the mind
The future's on time
And the future's unkind
Explain the thought process
Of the insane
Just like the movies,
But not the same
Boredwitcha
Out on your feet standing 8, standing 8
You can't look to me when you sealed your own fate
It's one to four and you're halfway there
I can tell from your face and your blank stare
That there ain't nothing going on upstairs
And the state that you're in is dispair
It ain't rare that your eyes are seeing double
It's par for the course 'cause you know you're in
Some trouble
One--check the eyes for some vision
Two--I seem to sense indecision
Three--you're getting weak in the knees
Four--Crying please baby please
Five--Begins the loss of brain cells
Six, Six, Six--and you go to hell
Seven--You ain't looking so right
Eight--It's too late that's the end of the fight
Out on your feet standing 8,
Out on your feet standing 8, standing 8
So what went wrong, you were so strong where's
The flow in your show
Must have been something, but I don't know
You fly like an eagle, but die like a dove
It seems to me that your name is mud
Blood on the canvas painting a portrait
A slice of life and the fact that you're unfit
But you kept steppin' and gettin' you're wreckin'
It seems like awhile but it only took a second
Was it the right? Was it the left? Was it the jab?
Or was it the hook?
It's undisputed, but who did the damage
Do you think you can manage
Are you in or are you out?
Now there was a time when your mind was your mind
It's a desperate state I find when you're holding up
The peace sign your name to the contract to get
Yourself some combat but won't that start bringing
About decision
You've got a choice, much due respect or beat into
Submission...
Goddamn, even superman shot himself
Blew his mind couldn't save the wealth
Maybe he read the Sunday paper
Murder front page death and rape
I can't see through the haze of the hazy
It's the little things that drive men crazy
You know what I mean I know why he did it
Too slow to outwit it, get it
His cape was red, but so was his blood
Man of steel fell with a thud
Taken ouy by a villain who's willin to stand in line
And do the time you hated 'cause life brings death that life has created
And do you understand when I say it's the little things that break the man
By the way are you feeling it bit by bit
Piece by piece they're stealing it
Bit the dust hit the deck they're dealing it
You've go to give it up
Sometimes I feel so stupid
Sometimes I feel so low
Sometimes I think of all the things I'll never know
Sometimes I don't know what to do
But most motherfuckers don't have a clue
Open your eyes see out the inside the point of the point you can't hide from
The shit that's all around funky ghetto of the mind brings you down
Can't shake it 'til you give it up, sell your soul, or don't give a fuck
Takin' you out superhero style
Your finger's on the trigger
Wishing you were bigger all the while you've got the soul with the rigor mortis
Like Travis Bickle said, "Suck on this"
You've got the soul with rigor mortis
Suck on this
The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss