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Fighting for my freedom
Fighting for my life
I'm fighting for my only love
Fighting for whatever
Fighting you forever
Fighting for whatever may feel real
So you’ve come again
To rampage my little world
To deploy
To destroy
To enjoy the slaughter now
To admire the work of your hands
I will not step aside and watch
I will not let you do this
I’ll fight
I’ll bite
I’ll make you feel the pain
This pain was waiting for you
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Stop
Whatever it is you’re doing
Come
I’ll lead you to your death
Why?
‘Cause there’s nothing here for you
Now
Here you’ll take your last breath
I see you come again
And you are as ever relentless
To deploy
To destroy
To enjoy the slaughter now
To admire the work of your hands
You think I’ll step aside and watch
You think I’ll let you do this
Just think
Again
I’ll make you die tonight
It’s all that you are good for
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Primijetio sam da ljudi misle kako su ovo pjesme koje sam ja prepisao od drugih poznatih ili nepoznatih umjetnika, ali da sad raščistim...ovo su MOJE pjesme...ja sam ih napisao...ja sam...bez ičije pomoći...(ok, možda mi tu i tamo netko da inspiraciju, ali to ne znači da su sudjelovali u stvaranju pjesme :P)
Let me wake up in your arms
Hear you say it's not alright
Let me be so dead and gone
So far away from life
Close my eyes
Hold me tight
And bury me deep inside
Your heart...
I've been digging into crates
Ever since I was living in space
Before the rat race
Before monkeys had YOU in traits
I mastered numerology
And big bang theology
Perform lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I can start blessing it
Chin checking kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist my chords like double helixes
and show them what I'm made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumentalness on all of you emcees who hate us
So you can try on
Leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity let icons be bygones
I fire bombs ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this