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This is Minister Metal Foot Treat a pedal Like an earwig And cook off by applying the same logic to the gearshift Bird off prey circle Serf homes like I tweaked when the beak Hit the bones, leave him alone Leaky break fluid but ghost The boy whip swift Cruise for the unusually mutual shoes In & out hotstepper lane eat fame Spit the blinking lights back to the lions Keep the name freak the frame Like it lasts without compromising the mission On guard to peak with the gain the second The second frame twitches Which is fine, I learned stay alert early For the buzzards that burgle the worms Know nothing of mercy Wrote this one in europe with Walz while his ravi sick at home, It`s killin` him If you can`t identify Peep, see when you kill the shows, then the bills unfold And if the bills unfold, the children ain`t gonna pick at bones Only soldiers shouldres built to carry weight could troop us Shake a room up scoop the venue phone 1-800 Brooklyn zoo is Kenya home SongtexteI mean, it`s love when the screams leave your face But it`s realer when your seed`s fever breaks Kid, I got your family, pull up a chair I got a little something that I want y`all to hear There is much greater peace out there still And if I gotta carry it home in my teeth for y`all, I will There is a greater love Greater than your papercuts Greater than the labor Suckin souls out of the razor tongued All eyes on it Cut the edge and cut for it Water & hot porridge There is a medicine I know and live It dissolves and swims between the bones and skin When the dry walls start closing in I mosey out to hold the win Kill switch Welcome to sham citiy limits Let your insects do the walking Let your indent through the shredder Let your instinct make it awkward If Gitty in the gauntlet, set the phasers on kill Cuz the millions that haunt it ain`t offered the same pills My chemical happy squad operate with freedom fighters Eye of the tiger pride prize fight Nighter off a Geiger napkin scribble to crack riddles Fizzle back in after the ax tip rizzle grips actually swivels And they won`t stop asking all the wrong questions All the right answersfor s**t you ain`t find interesting Hand pull the plug and fuck it Make a hundred albums, not a one for public consumption Now that`s that, good lovin` Lugging fetus Feedback isn`t what I got down for Dancing on the ceiling with that lip On the ground floor of the building You`d leak anything from document to poison To stand on your brother`s face and holler boyant Float like a butterfly Sting Jackals you could never shackle Zooka maggots bring mavericks Sing a song of sick spit blood in savage Illin` children, cuttin` papers lilac in the attic And I casualy shift up These crusaders hold a dual saber defense For the cruel natured weekend drifter Please do not interupt the placement of the steak On my kinfolk`s plate, wait... Aus Songtexte Mania