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your head
Keep rewinding until you’re dead
Keep grubbing till I’m fed
Back in the day at five o’clock we would get out the led
And if it’s not with them

Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer

Hi
I'm your video DJ
I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
I wear

a master mathemagician
We all act like we can fix it, what we lackin is conviction
Cause every time we begin to get a win, we start sub-trac-tin the addition

Pyromaniax

Arsonists

As the World Burns

1999

so so)
And what, yeah we known to blow up the spot
Pyromaniax burning, blazing hot

Why would you wanna challenge a guy like me, if you not clever

tears ozarks terrified by fears acting fierce
But I’m falling apart like rusty tin man no heart oh God I can’t play my part
Hey hey, I am smiling, don’t

We rage in our cage, never leave unscathed
Try to step to us, leave you crushed and dazed
We're tough enough, can't be cut by blades
Better be

But these are your rules of engagement 
Judge them by their looks 
And don't get to know them 
Throw dirt on their name 
Treat them like an omen
All

tin roof
Green tips touch ya acupuncture on ya bulletproof
Straight out the Mothership
Beam me up Scottie
Hop up out the box and my pockets on Roddy

to south beach, for a swim, for a feed,
Look in your backpack, find a can of baked beans,
And we tear into the tin, under the intimacy of stars,
And I saw

would come by
i can see the light red light like lookin like a headlight its a fright out of sight but tonight
crying and feeling so lost
love came with

Dog her out she go give me the cat 
No cap all facts when I rap 
No dap nigga you a get smacked 
I can't trust you I done got stabbed in my back 

Tin

keep it short like YOLO.
Nsumoo ni ma wie, noko fio WC ba yeey.
Tina me s)re anopa, akata mede epiee.
ISSA real shi out der we doing all day.
Turn this

out
I'm on the path to power
I would've made Atlas proud
Hit you with the one-two punch
Zap and whack you out
Grab my massive gatling
Light you like

tongues
Win or lose, the Maoists is still glum
Rain blood, we still lit like wet blunts

Cut the power, I'll thrive in the dark
With survivors killers

By the time we hit the honky tonk $10 in
The band was heating up, she was sipping on a gin
She grabbed me by the hand, pulled me out on the floor
Next

talking
We up from mawning
Jah by mi side
Rap fruits Inna chapaulin
And send eh down a market
Mak bread and buy bread and tin mackerel
Now wi set nah fi

Shorty get low like she under attack
Turn around let me give it a
Boxed in like I feel in a trap
Blue bills
We just making them stack
Freak bitch
She just

pull up
Like a rusted out garage
Extender by my dresser
How much steel you going to dodge
I just aim the 40 caliber
Pull the trigger I can't watch
I just

disappear, Houdini
Make a man disappear, who did it
I’m gon drag on this ball like Krill in
And let madam do the chinging
Vicious union we in it
I got

is up in this world.
It's November 22nd and 01:10 by my Time 
Tryna figure out my expression 
And feelings as I write
I'm in a car with sealed doors my

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program
With a special urgent broadcast
We bring you breaking reports of an invasion
By what can only be

Ran its course, the bloated earth
Belched like Yellowstone geysers 
An oozing Kīlauea
Masks and eyes of accusation
What's left is all we're left with

metaphor 
We gon milly rock gonna get sum more 
by pick up the bag 
flippin up the game 
like what we first aim

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bringing top dollar, 
Break bread wit my niggas, 
Keep them bitches out my pocket, 
(Yeah hoe) Every season gotta go get it like Roddy, 
Soo If you aint