Песня: BATTLE READY KUAN!! simple souls overload as I explode data banks ’cause the earth & space gave birth to this paleface supreme — linguistic — mental machine your brain cells swell — the intellects extreme fire fills my veins as I proclaim my resistance to the mind-swapping parasites that feed off my existence as I — skin the burn to relearn the royal plan somewhere out beyond the edges in the depths of spirit land it’s authentic, apocalyptic destroyer damaging challengers — resurrection, disorder a monument of crisis — I strike this — your dead line my nest with your soul — cleansed in bloodshed [chorus:] BATTLE READY! poets gonna take control BATTLE READY souls violate parole BATTLE READY violently invade your home — breaking the bones OF THOSE WHO OPPOSE commanding the mic — striking up a verb-fest mass destruction is my function — time to put it to the test in combat --- attacking since way back in the days I drew praise for the way that I slain facts formulating flows in revolutionary science it’s the catastrophic prophet from the anarchist alliance freaking techniques — this creature of speech ewe feels the fury of devastation ’cause ewe ewe tasted defeat I’m alone on my throne in this universe of fear royalty divides my soul — in this role I’m revered as the pinnacle — lyrical master — queen of disaster I ruin brain fluid — the UNKNOWN IS WHAT I’M AFTER [chorus] shaking up the world — just like the 2nd coming of Christ — when I write — thrice divine with this goddess sight words will flow — wounds will grow ewe knows — bones will be exposed from the force that I unload it’s THE SOUL EATER!! — mic bleeder with the voice of chaos I got the nectar of the gods flowing from my mental pod gather the flock — alarm your block tell them the shepherds have come & got the keys to unlock a holy war — through your veins it courses more lyrical artillery than the armed forces supernatural — styles be volatile it’s the mind manipulator — the WAR CHILD [chorus] [bridge] COME! SHADOW SOLDIERS! we came to defy — living life as a lie we embryonic satellites need our freedom to fly TO WATCH DIE! — agonizing cries are heard in stereo I’m visualizing battlefield scenarios in the line of fire — watching empires fall into attack position — ELIMINATE ALL!!! MY SPECIES!!! [chorus] [outro] MY SPECIES! NO SURRENDER!
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