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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #6,992
Peak in subgenre #3,927
Author
Xplicit
Uploaded
August 17, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Vengeance
My life consists of 3 things including separating good from darkness/ so that means some people I hate, and the others I hate regardless/ when you look me in the eye wishing I would die, the reverse effect will occur otherwise-yup-/ I’ll make your life circumcised, cut short/ and leave no chance for you to survive/ I’m a narcissist, quick to remove your carcasses/ your far from this, I consume your body like Parkinson’s/ my shit comes from the anger, when I was 7 I should have been watching the power rangers, instead I watched jerry Springer/ I learned what gay transsexual sex was before I learned to read/ my emotions feed on this, like terminal cancer/ I aint got nothing to offer but controversial answers/ why the fuck do I have to respect authority when authority considers the shit I do a minority/ instead, I lour your daughter through the internet/ oh his shit is so sick, isn’t it/ I’m not sick, I’m just sick wit it/ bitch, I’ll put u in a ridiculous predicament/ xplicit, now go think about this/
Chorus 2X : if you had one chance to stop my ass, would you really do it
Take one glance at ya chance, and I’ll make you look stupid
Try and speak, you cant even spit one sentence
Choked up by the threat of my vengeance
Im one of those people that commit suicide and then decide to come back/ so I come back and attack my corpse until I collapse/ I feel stuck in the depths, like a lethal injection with no straps and no effect/ so I shoot myself with the syringe just to trip/ start seein shit, my vision slips and I start to flip/ and then I relax and split some tabs of acid/ an exact replication of my existence and what I’m trapped in/ my anger don’t fit in a jar/so I scar people even if it means spenden my entire life behind the barz/ its like a box cutter, that pierces the skin/ make buildings fall, and disappears with the wind/ you see, its not the weapon, it’s the rage that survives in the end, that acts like gasoline when you pay your revenge/ it’s the adrenaline, that pollutes your head/ its the government that solves problems with death/ so let me break it down so yall can understand/ explain this in lamens so I don’t sound retarded, try and make some sense/ the second you ignite conflict/ I feel like sex deprived convict, constricted, restricted to self infliction/ im blasphemes, when it comes to liven on this earth, God should have my ass evicted/ fuck it, don’t matter, my life is already twisted, I swear to God you pay for the shit you committed
Chorus 2X:
I make songs like this to provoke violence, to create silence, like an ancient science, that you hate worse than police sirens/ the environment I was raised in was strict/ catholic Sunday school was sick, with the priest taken a glimpse/ pulled me in the confessions booth and told me to suck his dick, I started to panic and I ran quick/ he wanted to try some new shit/ I got pissed and stabbed his ass with a crucifix/ later that day I was enraged playen video games, and then my brain felt strange/ I felt deranged/ I’ve basically felt this way since the first day i was sent to this earth/ and began to pray/ I ricochet/ fuck actin tough, only way I’m walken away from this is in hand cuffs/ trust me/ I’ll leave marks misplaced with disgrace/ murdered without a trace, left with a brace/ spray graffiti on your ass like mike tysons face/ sometimes I’m overwhelmed with laughter, walken backwards, cussin in peoples face and spitten adverbs/ Im relentless, expensive, only thing that will stop me is god, and your repentance, I come with the intent to act offensive, at every funeral im taken attendance/ wont even let you finish ya sentence, when I speak of acceptance…. Now that’s my vengeance
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