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Prevail

Kiley Hendricks (born November 4, 1975), better known by stage name Prevail, is a 4-time Juno Award winning Canadian hip hop artist raised in Victoria, British Columbia and based in Vancouver, British Columbia. Prevail is part of platinum-selling Swollen Members, which consists principally of himself and Mad Child. They have been called "two of the most innovative people in hip-hop". Aside from his extensive catalog with Swollen Members, Prevail released a side project entitled Code Name Scorpion with Abstract Rude and Moka Only in 2001, his first solo EP Baseball Bat and Nails in 2009, and a second solo EP with Ol' City Rocker titled Spasefase in 2012. more »

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Yeah, yeah, yo
Mad Child and C-Lance, we formed an alliance
F*ck these bitches, we the horniest ornery giants
The way I rap's mathematics, it's sort of a science
Your rap's wack, I'll do more than just corny and (?)
I leave 'em fuckin' mortified, dog, I terrorize
My rhymes are more than fuckin' clean, Holmes, they're sterilized
Sometimes I lean so hard I need a kickstand
I wrestle alligators and I dance on quicksand
I call a rapper Tin Man cause he got no heart
Each line's an arrow dipped in poison from a blow dart
Yeah, these rappers they got no parts
Me against them's a Maserati to a go-kart
These young punks, they think they're so smart
I might be old, but I'm the sickest fuckin' old fart
I'm so much better, you can blame it on the age difference
You got your party clothes on, I'm wearing beige slippers
I give a f*ck about a club, it's just a meat market
These girls will open up their legs like it was free parking
Of course I like to f*ck, but there's no challenge
I must have fucked a thousand bitches since we dropped Balance

The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we blowin' up, pull the pin!
And then, boom! 
Make room for Swollen, mane
And then, bang! 
It's a battleaxe thing

The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we blowin' up, pull the pin!
And then, boom! 
Make room for Swollen, mane
And then, bang! 
It's a battleaxe thing

Street fight, pit fight, red nose, blue nose
Old school vinyl so cold like blue note
Head spin, head win fills up the sails with
Prevail's gifts, press to lean, my recipe is very secret
See my destiny inscribed on a tablet stone
Rappers leave rap alone unless it's in your chromosomes
Monsters in the closet, watch it, turn you to skeleton bones
Think you Mr. Hardcore, callin' you Gelatin Jones
Look upon my Boardwalk Empire, Al Capone
You think you lucky like Luciano, test my bravado
Over this piano leave you cold and you won't see tomorrow
Sorrow follows, hollows sleepy (c'mon)
Headless Horseman, the water rush deeply
Percussion real freaky, bang drums like a marching band
Art form swarms like the wasp in the savage lands
Sting with the poison of November born scorpions

The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we blowin' up, pull the pin!
And then, boom! 
Make room for Swollen, mane
And then, bang! 
It's a battleaxe thing

The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we blowin' up, pull the pin!
And then, boom! 
Make room for Swollen, mane
And then, bang! 
It's a battleaxe thing

The older I get, the more crazy and sicker I think
I got a wet brain from all the fuckin' liquor I drink
I wake up broke and obsessed about stickin' a Brink's
F*ck a bitch raw, dog, and wash my dick in the sink
Nah, dog, I ain't saved a penny I made
I just stay up all night rockin' with that Henny brigade
I done been around the world fuckin' Kimmy and Jade
Brenda and Holly, I'll prolly end up skinny with AIDS
Golly, I took some molly, bitch, you really wanna party? Good
You can ride the white horse all the way to Hollywood
You can be a Harvard, a starlet and have a TV show
Charlotte, once you get me started, (whoa) you should see me go
In the company of Mad Men, I'm the CEO
Yeah, I got a fat fuckin' stomach and a greasy flow
Nobody likes me cause I'm ignorant, a cocky f*ck
Try and battle me, I'll fuckin' slap you like a hockey puck

The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we blowin' up, pull the pin!
And then, boom! 
Make room for Swollen, mane
And then, bang! 
It's a battleaxe thing

The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we blowin' up, pull the pin!
And then, boom! 
Make room for Swollen, mane
And then, bang! 
It's a battleaxe thing

With the swiftness of a deadly cosmic raid
The earth is invaded by indestructible monsters
Their ghastly mission
Death for all humans

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