キー: D major
Verse 1
I?
Don't you want to hear music?
You like music, don't you?
I really like music.
Well, I know just the tune that'll fit you.
Feel the molten lava flowing
from the volcano
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F#
See the fear inside their eyes
while their heads hang low
never before seen
Survey the dominion
Claim that they're innocent,
The black stare from militant
minds eyes
See my bars if you top lip
Open up the dead and rip forth with
Writers on the wall like the
Hufflepuff
Fulfill the treads,
step up on the razor's edge
A
Edge
Pledge allegiance to my mind state
Let it circumnavigate, rotate
Revolutionary, never hesitate
Know fully well we started
Drop the bombshell
Buried deeper underground,
let em burn in hell
Till they cease, till they sell,
let em burn in hell
Don't put it out for a minute, let it pop
Don't put it out for a minute,
let it pop
Until the flicker of the flame
wait for spokes to capsize
And go, we tread in order,
we start to realize
Now we seeking out the truth
better throughout the lies
In the eye of the beholder,
in the belly of the beast
A
F#
Machines in the west feed the
spirit in the east
Sticks are getting hard,
instead of the increase
it out in one piece
Get it together,
be better than a competitor
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F#
Those that fret the eye of the needle
won't wanna stitch you up
Make moves and battle,
Even all the while we protest it
Evenly contest it, development arrested
We ain't have the manner
in which to bluff spatter
And while swinging the hammer,
standing firm till they confirm
World peace, to cease fire at least
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F#
We all gonna be gunning for the
head until they burn in hell
Buried deeper underground,
Till they cease, till they sell,
let them burn in hell
Don't put it out for a minute, let it burn
Don't put it out for a minute, let it burn
Till the flicker of the flame
meet the watch that it hides
The ocean's high,
pray for us folks to capsize
And though we tread in order,
we start to realize
Now we seeking out the truth,
better put out the lies
Out the blue, random article,
situation critical
Pitiful, message is subliminal,
A#
F#
they break apart the syllable
Dilemma, the everyday ritual, residual
Visual visionaries get ready,
calm and deadly
Coming in directly, flat blows connect
aiming straight for the middle
We answer the censor,
together we defend her
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F#
Freedom of the self from more
repeated offenders
Without mercy, brawl until they fall
We all fight in the corner
with our backs to the wall
Light the flame, let it rise, till it burn
See the wild, see the eyes, let it burn
Light the flame, let it rise, till it burn
A
F#
See the rocks, set her eyes,
let it burn in hell
Buried deeper underground,
let them burn in hell
So they cease to excel,
let them burn in hell
Don't put it out for a minute, let it burn
Don't put it out for a minute, let it burn
Till the flicker of the flame meet the rocks,
we're supposed to capsize
And though we tread in order,
we start to realize
Now we seeking out the truth,
better throughout the lies
Let it rip!
You don't belong
Did you find the ground that it's hard?
Did you find the ground that it's hard?
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F#
Did you find the ground that it's hard?
zap, zap your dick!
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