Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind
You got me feelin' like a caterpillar
Never been a butterfly Spitting with a battered liver
Liquored up and crooked eyes
You must see a pack of killers
Coming at you looking high
Past knives Jack 'n scissors
Running at you, duck and dive
Just like how I'm feeling
When I'm fucking cocking rounds
Bang brats cook and leave them
While my dick n got n high
Gang signs
Must have been mistaken for some other guy
I'm fine
See you motherfuckers on the other side
Now you people won't be talkin' 'bout me
I'm a bad man, greedy breed
Dirty rotten scoundrel
Imma hang glide
Blind mode
Leave em on the ground
Don't let them talk shit about me we'll just Crunch 'em, crunch 'em
I spit game, get paid, chain reaction
And I switch waves, never see the same reaction
Till my clip fades, and the fucking game collapses
I'm a flip blades, come swinging chains and axes
I ain't bitch made, you men are fake and plastic
You're a bit lame, good for nothin' shady bastard
Looking crypt-fiend, ain't no stage for actors I'm a night rider voice in your brain
Play it backwards
Shoot 'em up
Quick fire
Re-load
Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up
Black Sun Virus Came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up
Shoot 'em up
Quick fire
Re-load
Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up
State of Mind Virus Came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up
Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind
Gimme the mic, and I'm a beast of nature
The rhymes are right, and set fire to this piece of paper
I'm a heat creator
With the power to unleash a greater force and a hoard full of horses
Transporting an army of demon corpses
I'm the reason that you're feelin' nauseous
I'm the reason that you're teen is cautious
You're a heathen and you're being tortured
You don't belong on this earth
You should've been aborted
I'm the nightmare when your dreaming and feelin' awkward
I'm the shiver down your spinal column
My heart is hollow while my lies are solemn
Shit, I'm known for gettin' violent on 'em
I've got these voices in my head, I try and shun 'em
But I think they got me under the form and I'm scared I might become 'em
I'll find you late at night
I'm gonna lay beside your woman
No way you can try and run
I know the place you hide your gun
I keep gunnin' and gunnin' 'em,
I'm just havin' some fun with 'em
Look at what I've just done to 'em
I'm a hunter, I'm hunting 'em
Haul down, everybody fall down
It's my kingdom
Who told you it was your crown, your crown
I'm in the reigning zone
Comin' for the Iron Throne
Living where the lions roam
Fuck you, you can die alone
Shoot 'em up
Quick fire
Re-load
Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up
Black Sun Virus Came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up
Shoot 'em up
Quick fire
Re-load
Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up
State of Mind Virus Came through to rile 'em up
Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up