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Beast! Imma Beast, Hotta Lava Come meet the clone of the King Kong Scrapper Obey me and then call me your papa Seven motherfuckers recognize the real Jackals Popopopow! We're loko rockers in the crowd with the others All we do is hahahahahahahahahas Ain't feelin drained, maintaining non stoppers I'm going insane... meet Mr. Non proper I'm comin with the 1, 2... 3! With the microphone check up A lot as my back up, stinging, watch your head pop There's no bad luck if you're outstanding A lot of them want me out there, fuck you - pay me We're bringing FIRE!!! We're coming with the riot Burnin down the streets till' the liars will be quiet Deep deep inside, shit's real... you can't but it A lot of them remain the same we're getting higher We're living in the world of clowns Where everybody's playing there parts But we don't wanna fit those bars Let loose, let them hear you shout, come on! Welcome to the mental house Freakouts, wild mamas at large So bring it on - all that you've got Cause we don't really give a fuck! So you better come and Check, check, check, check Check, check, come on! Check, check, check, check Check, check, come on! Check, check, check, check Check, check, yeah! Check, check, come on! Check, check, come on! Aaaa, I'm a king of destruction Click, click, pow! Always watch you back, son Coming for ya, beware, pushin your reaction Beast from the east, got the fire in this stucture Humillation master, Bane, the bat nightmare Creature with no shame, vains with no aqua Blaw, blaw, BLAW! The fire in my blood now Watch me winning browls wars winning rattler Realise how the world is torn Choose a side and beware the storm Watch the devil's burning horns Never give him chance to scorn The advance is yours Go hard better sharpen your sword We're the riders of apocalypse Fucking rules of the game up They try to school us fools but we break out Ha ha! Come sistars and brothas Bring it all you've got Finally live your life We're living in the world of clowns Where everybody's playing there parts But we don't wanna fit those bars Let loose, let them hear you shout, come on! Welcome to the mental house Freakouts, wild mamas at large So bring it on - all that you've got Cause we don't really give a fuck! So you better come and Check, check, check, check Check, check, come on! Check, check, check, check Check, check, come on! Check, check, check, check Check, check, yeah! Check, check, come on! Check, check, come on! We coming with a test To seperate the past from the rest Gathering the army of the blassed So take it of you chest Your fears and the stress It's time to rethink, reinvest So go against behests You, me, you, you - abreast It's time to move it's not a game of chess We're planning to infest Best, from the east to the west Mothafuckers that are just trying to contest
Writer(s): Tomasz Lach, Wojciech Lozowski, Tomas Torres, Aleksander Milwiw-baron, Bartosz Feliks Sniadecki, Wojciech Tomasz Witczak, Grzegorz Tadeusz Dziamka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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