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letra de sound burial - swollen members

[hook: prevail]
my stereo buries your stereo
it’s a sound burial when i talk i sound imperial
my stereo buries your stereo
it’s a sound burial when i talk i sound imperial
my stereo buries your stereo
it’s a sound burial when i talk i sound imperial
my stereo buries your stereo
it’s a sound burial when i talk, when i talk

[verse one: prevail]
then i mock
compet-tion, them i drop
they just wishin’, that i’d stop
like a western, deadwood shot
my profession, they don’t talk
one condition, when i rock

[hook]

[verse two: prevail]
twelve o’clock, red eye flight, dead of night
set my sights on the city of lights
give me that mic, believe in that hype
believe me i’m right
a pretty young lady trying to give me advice
hit the mile high club, you gotta feel the height
for real it’s tight
right there, that’s what i like
energy spikes, party ignites
they wild and fight, the whole crowd out loud proudly recites
that…

[hook]

[verse three: mad child]:
i’m the mad child to make murderous material
wake up in the morning and i eat my cereal
serial murderer, that’s why i’mma murder ya
that’s right i’m a master have to ask i never heard of ya
bad man standing on the corner of 33rd
flip a couple birds because i prefer to do my dirty work
dangerous in solitude i will demolish you
dudes don’t want to rendezvous when i’m not fond of you
i’ve been through it, i’m into it
you influence
you ain’t done it
i soul stunted
you got a small group of stupid friends who pretend
me? i got a big group of super men that you can’t duplicate
we worldwide, do some girl/guy cookie movers
i’m from vancouver we move m-ss units and flip bricks
thousand keys across the boarder even when the sh-t’s thick
sh-t i’mma buy fame kid
hop on my train
hip hop, try again
i spit rock from fire brains
spike metal ball on an iron chain
cry in vain

[hook]

[verse four: mad child]
i was born and raised to go out on a stage
explode into a rage and go out in a blaze
i was born and raised to go out on a stage
explode into a rage and go out in a blaze
that’s what’s happenin’ when mad child is rappin’ in the place to be
you can’t f-ck with me, face it g
i’m especially fresh to death, there’s no replacing me
i’m basically the best, no escaping us i’m papered up
if he’s actin’ like a stupid f-ck duck, tape him up
life, we don’t make it up
take, until i make enough
god, what have i become?
some young dumb idiot
tried to step up and get up in my meridian
and that’s when i get mad
that’s when i get rid of ’em
that’s cause they was on the same same bullsh-t again

[hook]

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