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letra de off with their heads - mori call

deadbeats swingin’ now
grab the scythe and show them how

welcome to the mountain top
waitin ’till the fight calls…
i hope you’re ready to be swingin’
’till the night falls
are you a slave? an entertainer
’till the fun dies?
i hope you’re ready to be swingin’
’till the sun rise

the flame that faintly wavers
stains the brain with flavor
the kinda pain that you complain about
then learn to savor
a mystic walk beside the…
s-d-stic sakura
kinda wish to talk with ya
bore me, and it’s of with your heads!

i’m not’cha “sensei”, but i been saying sense
since i began this soul sentence
century of repentance!!
past – tense on reservations
now i stand in defense
of this relentlessly intense advice
not lacking suspense
and guess the f-ck what, ladies and gents?
i’m not even spent
i’ll gladly live, inside ya head
but who the f-ck pays my rent?
it’ ain’t me, right?
so what’cha gonna do about it, sucker?
cuz while the sayes sayt the same sh-t
the doors fight each other~
you wanna stake your life on any of this?
there’s plenty of spite
to steel your nerves and feel the burn
the training starts tonight…!!
welcome to the mountain top!
those your fans you’re count’in? stop
-throws my hands up stating the obvious-
probably? that end was sloppy
gimme “action,” sick!
katana slashin’, sl!ck!
but where’s your passion? miss!
i’m only askin’
cuz truthfully y’all lose the heat
when seein’ no traction
but it must be how you’re waxin’
so trust me, start relaxin’
your stance is…? well, it’s average…
i’m savage cuz i care
and you can take it or leave it
“rip and tear” you swear to make me believe it?

silent will, strike to k!ll, shin0bi-like technique
pride or sk!ll what’s the deal?
those hands are already weak?
cuz bet this blood be melted iron
but i still be like water
you’ll get some muddied up perspective
if you senselessly slaughter!
those with devotion to the mission
straight devour the weak
an ocean full a competition
get your actions to speak
you can’t be strong if you give up
from just a miss in ya streak
i’ll say so long with a slight of the scythe
and a light kiss on the cheek おやすみ
(send them away death-sensei)
(no ambition try again next week)

you gonna throw in the towel and quit
soon as your body starts bleeding??
you’ll say goodbye to glory
next, “h-llo” to never succeeding
so if you’d like to flip the story
and that heart is still beating
i challenge you to stay committed
simply follow my leading
ya want a balanced following?
then start creating, stop tweeting
this ain’t me hating, i’m just bored
from all the talkers i’m “beating”…
and getting sick of retching endlessly
from excuses i’m reading
but man, sh-t
knowing their tendencies it’s no use
you’re never leaving
sign up, then ya whine about it
get in line, the stage is crowded
i can now supply with you with this “tough love”
good luck without it!!!
welcome to the mountain top!
where we make the bodies drop
naughty boys and girls get chopped up
into diamonds, open shop
copped a decent crop of follows
all those asking me “how”
they spot the name, the fame
start shaming, raising their brows
all like “easy for you to say
little miss company hire”
as if these moves did not take heartache
and these tracks are not fire!
as if this back did not break over and over?
i near expired!
as if a million seletons hit
that “subscribe” for satire!
and though this h-ll is ten times hotter
than the start, i ain’t tired!
thank god i’m death or i’d have drawn my last breath
and peaced out, or retired!
when it gets down to the wire, just who survives?
are they the liars who sell their souls
or those who dedicate their lives?
i’ll ask you
take up the sword and swing it until it is unbearable
and wear your scars with dignity
when raising something shareable
the strong, the safe, the terrible –
progress in those eyes
expect no less than earth shaking
when these dead beats rise…

deadbeats swingin’ now
grab the scythe and show them how

- mori call

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