| It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
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| Oh no! |
| — Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes and so no’s, oh no
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| Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| I’m deaf like Beethoven, dumb like hardcore
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| It’s all I can stands, I can’t stands no more
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| It’s a massacre, scandalous innuendo, oh no
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| Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| Fuck a rap battle, you can’t handle it
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| I’m not asking, I’m blasting and nashing 'em
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| Fake punkers with the pussy ass managers, handlers
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| Fronting on the Warped tour like amateurs
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| Bad Charlie, first on my list, took and drawn
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| Quartered and kissed with my fist
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| I’m the humilator -- Check it and see
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| They played you your record you ask: is that me?
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| And when we look at that empty TV
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| Why do we hate everything that we see?
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| How do we know they’ve got nothing for me?
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| Greedy, nothing but hits since 1983
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| It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
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| Oh no! |
| — Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| It’s a masterful punk rock behind and you know, oh no
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| Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| And you can eat shit and die
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| If you go along for the ride
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| Just remember that we dismember like Jekyll and Hyde
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| Commercialized, sanitized
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| Violence gets lionized
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| Well, I’ll be there when I was rocking votes with? |
| E-ballots?
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| It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
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| Oh no! |
| — Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes and so no’s, oh no
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| Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| Are you ready, do you want some more?
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| Now tell me, do you want some more?
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| Now tell me, are you ready for
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| Now tell me, do you want some more?
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| See, I don’t ride a skateboard and love what you hate for
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| And don’t give a fuck about punk rocking no more
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| It’s exactly the thing that you need, now take heed
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| (Hey, I just sold some dope to that guy from Creed)
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| Just like chainsaws in Texas, like Bonny and Clyde
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| That’s me and Greedy, career suicide
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| It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
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| Oh no! |
| — Now you’re in the massacre zone
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| It’s a masterful punk rock behind and you know, oh no
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| Now you’re in the massacre zone |