Lyrics
I've
lost
track
of
my
body
count
The
amount
is
enormous
Dropped
in
sector
four
non-conformist
intimidates
Eliminating
all
heads
of
state
The
punishment
is
banishment
Tarnishing
then
vanishing
I'm
running
shit
Titanic
panicking
manic
depressant
addicted
to
adolescence
At
the
end
of
the
crescent
Dragon's
eyes
glow
fluorescent
Second
guess
or
rest
in
peace
Get
laced
in
radioactive
waste
that's
released
Beast
fit
for
a
king
Then
bring
two
servings
Words
swervin'
and
curvin'
You'll
get
what
you're
deservin',
it's
urgent
Mad
Child's
life's
precise
like
a
surgeon
Emergency
exit
is
where
you're
headed
Ha,
forget
it
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
As
MC's
slowly
slip
into
sleep
Without
battling
with
their
hands
up
their
homeboy's
ass
Like
Casey
and
Finnigan
Now
this
tends
to
send
trends
of
frenzy
into
forensics
And
then
medics
get
it
Let
it
spread
like
books
of
Dianetics
I'm
a
credit
to
my
field
of
study
I,
I
kneel
to
nobody
You'll
be
as
lucky
as
Lucy-Ann
If
you
get
a
word
in
edgewise
When
it
comes
to
being
word
wise
I've
got
an
edge
And
a
worldwide
urge
to
rock
on
more
wax
than
Verve
I'm
in
a
class
of
my
own
and
still
throw
the
great
curve
The
great
curse
of
a
poet
is
to
run
short
on
ideas
Works
twice
like
two-way
mirrors
My
advice
might
slice
like
shears
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
The
penalty
is
execution
Suffer
consequences
intense
as
a
prison
riot
Barbed
wire
fences
Tenses,
your
Excellency
senses
Assassins
in
the
entrance
Disguised
as
my
apprentice
Non-equivalent
sibilance
in
every
sentence
Send
a
messenger
by
horseback
to
the
castle
Through
the
forest,
over
the
hill
with
no
hassle
Scrolls
scripted
in
gold
(Gold)
Ancient
enlightenment
Wizardry
and
wisdom's
expressive
excitement
Handsome
and
lonesome
The
brand
new
heaviest
Lunacy
in
unison
Magnificent
specimen
The
pinpointed
path
to
the
pit
and
the
pendulum
Hypnotic
gases
still
whirl
on
the
last
curl
of
the
wind
Massa
narrows
in
with
Apollo
and
Artemis
To
cause
pestilence
And
rid
the
providence
of
so-called
dominance
He
and
I,
the
most
decadent
with
a
promise
of
providence
I'm
adamant
about
your
iris
seeing
the
style
I
use
when
it's
evident
I
compile
a
charge
like
an
alkaline
pile
The
concubines
of
pantomimes
More
war
chants
and
streamlined
design
Underlined
ligaments
and
imagined
figments
The
tragic
and
epidemic
rise
of
zero
point
five
micro-pigment
Can
you
dig
it?
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
Stick
to
your
guns
and
cling
to
your
holster
I'm
your
host
to
the
roller
coaster
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