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Loose Cannon
03:12
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Verse 1:
I SPIT/ SIXTEEN BARS OF GOLD/ FROM A ROLL OF SCRIPT
DRUNK ADVENTURES/ WITH A SICK TEAM OF RUGGED
HENCHMEN ON A STOLEN SHIP/LIQUOR FIEND
FUCKIN WENCHES WITH A SWOLLEN DICK
WE CONTROL THE SHIT/CRIPPLIN’ SUCKERS
DOUBLED UP CLUTCHING THEIR GUTS
IN THE SCUPPERS/ CUTTROAT WITH A CUTLASS
CLOCK FOES WITH MACES/ MENACE WITH BAD GRAMMER
CROSSBONES EMBLAZONED ON PENNANTS & BANDANNAS
BAD MANNERS/ STABBIN’ LUNGS WITH A RUSTED DAGGER
LANDLUBBERS SCATTER WHEN I THUMB BACK MY MUSKET HAMMER
BERSERK MURDERER/ SWERVIN’ THROUGH THE SURF IN MY PINNACE
DISTURBIN’ THE PEACE/ SLURPIN’ GUINESS
BANG BEATS THROUGH MY WARDRUMS/ THEY’RE HEARD FROM
THE BEACH/ EXTORT RUM WITH MY CIRCLE OF THIEVES
DYRTY VANDALS/ SCURVY DISEASED/ WE SCUTTLE CUTTERS/
LOOSE CANNONZ/ LEAVE YA BURNIN’ AT SEA
Verse 2:
I SINK…ENEMY BOATS AND PINTS OF PISS
INHABIT THE SAVAGEST TAVERNS AND FIGHT WITH FISTS
ANY TIME OF NIGHT LIABLE TO FLIP
WANDER OFF ON THE DOCKS AND DO SOME WILD SHIT
STAGGER ROUND BENT/ RATS ARE FOUND DEAD
IN THE BOTTOM OF A CASK/ SCALPED HEAD FROM A FALCONET
BLAST/ DOWN ‘YAK IN A GLASS WITH THE FROZEN CUBES
DARK WITTED BASTARD/ PLASTERED OFF THE OVAPROOF
CRACKIN’ JAWS WITH OARS & PORT FLAGONS
HOARSE FROM BRAGGIN’ STORIES TO THE WHORES IN MY CABIN
RAW RAP/ SHORE TO SLAUGHTER YA RANKS
AND MAKE THE CAPTAIN WALK THE PLANK WITH A SWORD TO HIS BACK
RELAXED AT A RUM BARREL AIMIN’ MY GUN
APPAREL BLOODIED UP & STAINED FROM THE RAID AT THE PUB
SLUTS GIVIN’ UP TREASURE CHESTS/ SMITTEN BY THE PILLAGERS
CLUBS RIPPED TO SHREDS/ ANOTHER SKIPPER FOR THE GILLIGANS
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2. |
Fall Of Man (Techz Mix)
04:03
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V1.
I am the Earth/ born of the moon/ compressed dust
Lying dormant in an orbit of doom/ set to bust
If disturbed at my rest/ plagues of pests to infest
Flying locusts/ virus ridden rodents/ certain death
For opponents/ focus four winds on the oceans
At full force and blow you off the charts in due course
My taskforce of non-human inhabitants
Loyal animals/ ravenous efficient battlers
Scavengers advance/ armies of ants to challenge ya
With vengeance and bring an end to ya bad intentions
Manifest in ya manners/ intensely savage/ humanity
Fate of the mammoth/ destined for banishment
Damage the planet now it bleeds from neglectful use
Senseless habits get outweighed in the balance of truth
Judgement day/ sentence all the dissolute
End ya reign I’m sendin’ pestilence in gallant troops.
V2.
I am the wolf pack/ howl at the moon/ tellin’ my pain
Cryin’ foul at the power of man/ yellin my name:
I am Freedom/ unchained to material things
Consumerism of humans dooms the system I’m in…
Greed and lust of a sinful world/ MANiacal bipeds
Propel it spinning to hell/ peddling vicious cycles
I am the bringer of storms/ restore order to nature
In its former glory/ before the dawn of mankind’s
Wars of hatred and distorted stories/ contorted minds
Confined behind binary walls of the matrix
Laws are wasted with cases daily fraught with lies
Demise surer than moon’s phases and fall of tides
Face of evil on people of all walks of life
Blinded by the glorified rise of the Lord of the Flies
Time for change/ judgment day’s a promise now
Ya coffin bound/ I’m sendin asteroids to bomb ya towns.
Hook.
Hunters become hunted/ son of the moon
Comin’ doom for hundreds/ ready the tombs
Muffled tunes from trumpets herald the news
Rubble and dust/ cracks in earth’s crust and trouble looms
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V1.
This is dedicated to the sun… the only one I can trust
Ever since I was young/ I predicted you’d be comin’ up
Ya looked over me and watched me grow
Gave me daily sustenance and helped me out with the hottest flow
Ya rocked the show at the eclipse
Critics say ya got kinda faded in the mix/ but the truth is…
Ya still a star in my eyes…
It’s the tall poppy syndrome/ they cut ya down to half the size
Remember battling in summer jam in ’88?
Ya burned me/ I left the place blistered and red-faced
I learned a lesson/ ya earned my respect
I see you everyday and we’re cool – no sweat
I won’t forget/ I owe a debt/ you bet I’ll try to pay
It’s good ya not too proud, and always give the time of day
Even though ya got ya head in the clouds
Ya still down to earth and mingle with the regular crowds.
Ch.
Light…
you light up my life
you light up… my life..
you light up my life…
V2.
Remember years ago before ya blew up?
Runnin’ round spaced out/ dusted up/ stealin’ gas and stuff
It’s ok to have a shady past
Ya know ya/ paved a path for lots of famous stars..
Ya still get high sometimes/ I see ya beamin’
Breakin’ thru windows/ but I wouldn’t call it thievin’
Ya take youth but replace it with age
And I appreciate ya hustle putting food on the plate
Man I’m a junkie for ya Vitamin D
Ya always charge me/ yet you let me try it for free
And it’s fine to O.D/ there’s no fatal amounts
I like to chill but it’s hard when you blaze on the couch
They call it Spring/ but that aint when you bounce
It’s when you hang around more packin’ heat in the house
All these newbs wanna spar a few rounds
Praise due/ rays up for the star with the crown.
Ch.
Light…
you light up my life
you light up… my life..
you light up my life…
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IT’S THE ARCHI-TECHTONYX/ MOST HARMFUL TEXT WRITTEN
SPIT THE DARK RHYMES & DISARM THE AGENTS IN THE SYSTEM
JAWS OOZE VENOM/ MY THOUGHTS COMMAND SWARMS
TO STORM YA PREMISES & DEFORM ALL COMPETITORS
BARED FLESH GETS ACID BURNED/ A TACITURN
VALID LESSON LEARNED/ STASH YA ASH IN A URN
HEXIDECIMAL MEASURES DECIMATE ENEMIES
WITH THE RAW ENERGY OF THERMAL ORE
AT THE CORE OF MERCURY/ I GORE CERTAINLY
A BULL WITH THE BRAIN & THOUGHTS OF A MATADOR
AMATUERS FALLING SLAIN/ MAULED & MAIMED
AND LACKIN’ APPLAUSE/ I HIT THE TRACKS & RHYME
AS IF FIGHTIN’ PACKS OF GIANT STAFFORDSHIRE
ATTACKERS WITH SPEAR-LIKE CLAWS & FANGS OF IRON
MY PEN’S DRAWN/ EXCALIBUR SWORD WORN FROM SENTENCES
MY PAD’S FULL/ POWERFUL SHIELD I CAN DEPEND ON
ABORT WITH A CAPSULE/ WARD OFF THE SENTINALS
ERASE THE MATRIX & MAJOR LABELS FALL LIKE ENRON
It’s the lastborn/ strayin’ from the path worn
Through the dark storm/ slayin’ raiders of the art form
(x2)
Wolverine, sicker than most, disease ridden
I spark up and arch, venom in ill writtens
Spit fire, dragons breath scaldin heads
Flip dire, and mash up like Scrambled eggs
Swords drawn, we swarm leave vitals split
We ride beats like horsemen of apocalypse
diabolical with warfare and arnimants
weapons, shown froze, no arguments
Wolfman and Techtonyx, splatter the sound sonics
No doubt were hypnotic orchestrate like symphonics
Raiders of the art, we blast fast and rattle ya
Haters of the craft, we spark mask and tackle ya
7 sins deadly slice like machete
heads just aint ready we reign like confetti
steady hand with fist tight, when grappling windpipes
hordes form in pitch night, and battle in street fights
It’s the lastborn/ strayin’ from the path worn
Through the dark storm/ slayin’ raiders of the art form
(x2)
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5. |
Gatecrashers
01:47
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I GUZZLE RUMS TILL I STUMBLE DISABLED/
I'M A FUC*IN’ ALCOHOLIK DRINK YOU UNDER THE TABLE/
OFF ME CHOPS DROPPIN SHOTS AT THE BAR/
I RUN AMOK AT THE SPOTS/ DOUBLE SCOTCH IN A GLASS/
& DOUBLE M&Ms WITH MY BUDDIES & FRIENDS/
UP TO TROUBLE SCULLIN' FUNNELS FULL OF STUBBIES & TINS/
CRUMBLE BAGS OF DUST UP & MIX 'EM IN A TUMBLER/
IT'S FUN TO GET FU*KED UP WITH BIX & A RUMBLA/
DRINK 'TILL I'M STUFFED & SPITTIN' UP CHUNDER/
WRISTS IN THE CUFFS IN THE CLINK FOR THE SUMMER/
TUMMY LIKE A SUMP / RUNNY FAECES FROM THE BOOZE
I'M A HUNGRY GUTTED C*NT MUNCHIN' PIZZAS IN THE BOOTH/
I BASH UP PRICKS FOR KICKS/ SMASHIN’ GOBS TOOTHLESS
SNATCH UP CHICKS THAT DRINK PASSIONPOPS & CRUISERS
DRUNK MANOUVERS AT THE DISCO/ WAKE UP HALF DEAD NEXT MORNIN’
YOU CAN BET I GOT THE SICK FLOW
IT’S THE GATECRASHERS/ ARRIVE UNINVITED
FIND YA CUP OF VODKA & LIME AND THEN WE SPIKE IT
DRIVE BLIND CROSSIN’ THE LINES MINUS A LICENCE
HIDIN FROM THE SIRENS THE SWINE ARE RIGHT BEHIND US
THE GATECRASHERS/ ARRIVE UNINVITED
SPITTIN’ ON YA BARBEQUED FOOD & LIGHTIN’ FIRES
DISSIN’ ALL OF YA PARTY & CREW & TRYIN’ TO FIGHT ‘EM
PISSIN ON YA CARPET & SPEW BEHIND THE TITAN.
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6. |
Soldiers Of Fortune
02:31
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It's the Wolffpack Army our tanks are dozers / soldiers deep in the trenches pushin boulders
rollin on the wheels of steel to pay debts/ stabbin solid rock with bayonets in pits of the killin fields
this is real, gotta watch for the enemy / contracts lurk and 18-2 in the vicinity
ya PPE is the key for survival / emergency access for the medics is vital
snipers on the wall stand tall like Eiffel / night- vision goggles and they crawl with rifles
don't sleep you'll find a heap behind you / food is for the weak and the seats will wreck ya spinal
no joke, blow smoke from the twin stacks / my first-aid is a crib bag of six-packs
of Red Bull, green apples and Tic-Tacs / fatigue management with damaging impact.
Blackhawk choppers droppin bombs are common imagery/ busted L.V.s struggle on luggin infantry
submarines lurk in the depths of "Taurus" / water cart drivers receive their marchin orders
Sargeants on board with an eye to the periscope/ checkin speed limits, flag heights and flashin lights
sharpened stakes in the dirt define pivot lines/ nazi unionists lie in wait with deadly picket signs
armoured service truck wrapped in bullet proof metal / to restock the ammo and check the oil levels
Generals give commands to advance on handhelds / CQM - men who move mountains not anthills
confirm ya kill, don't think it's in the bag / till ya 'test for dead' isolated with ya lock and dog tag
pineapples fired from the cannons at base-camp / so wear ya flak jacket, hard-hat and ya Ray Bans.
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Robosapien
00:44
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TYRANNOSAURUS TECHZ/ MY BREATH FUMES ARE FLAMMABLE
I BATTLE EMCEES WITH MY RETINUE OF CANNIBALS
BIOMECHANICAL/ GIANT FLYING REPTILES
SLICES FROM KNIFELIKE WINGS REQUIRE RETINOL
PTERADACTYLS/ KINGS OF LASER WARS
GRAFF WITH METATAGS/ REBELS HACKIN’ PIXELATED WALLS
FLESH AND METAL COMBINED/ AT SPECIAL TEMPERATURES
MEASURE TIME WITH PI/ IMBIBED ON HEAVY BEVERAGES
FUTURISTIC WITH A TWIST OF PREHISTORIC
REBOOT MY SYSTEM WITH AN E-DISK & TREES OF CHRONIC
HE’S BIONIC/ FIBRE OPTIC LEADS LEAK TOXINS
BEATS DEMONIC/ HYDRAULIC FEET TO KEEP STOMPIN’
ROBOSAPIEN/ EQUIPPED WITH TRANSMITTERS IN MY CRANIUM
WITH BONES MADE OF CHROME DIPPED TITANIUM
BASS SHAKES TECHTONIC PLATES/ ERASE THE PAST
BRAIN WAVES ELECTRONIC TO BLAZE AMAZIN’ BARS
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