Текст песни Dirty - FMA + 12 Gage

Here I go
I'm bringin' the wicked 'n' spittin' with the sickest flow
Conquer dark souls with my eye's closed
Even Slenderman is ready 'n' steady 'n' runnin', legs are pumping
Cos that sucker knows that I'm coming
Face in the corner, I'm the author of slaughter
I'm a figure to fear and I'm the fifth of the horsemen
Show caution, you won't say that I'm jokin' when you're chokin' on a mouthful of my spit
Shudder, shiver, this is it
I'm a force to be reckoned with, the host to the decadence
My weapon is intelligence, I'm ugly and elegant, malevolent
I'm in my element
Everything you ever did is irrelevant
Full of petty sentiments
You better offer up penance
I'm a menace full of malice, countin' minutes 'til the mallets manifest
Take another look at me, I'm never any less than the best, I can be
I'm the chef, so you see
The only thing you'll ever taste is defeat
So what do you think about that Zach
Did I bring enough of the hardcore back
Did I spit enough of my guts in your lap
Are you ready, I'll give you a second before the second attack
I'm the addict, back madder 'n' manic
A man that's full of bad habits
No better reason to panic
You better panic
Matt is back, 'n' it's the third 'n' final act
All hope is gone, 'n' in this script there's no-one to bring it back
Remember that
I'm quick fast, quick enough to give you whiplash
You better be bettin' that it be me with the last laugh
Cut the chit-chat, no more will I hold back
Let the slaughter begin, 12 Gage attack

Matt move
Cos I'm throwin' a battle axe at these rappers Cadillacs as they develop cataracts
Face the facts I break backs like a failed break dance
I don't write lines I memorize 'em 'n' then terrorize your town with a spray can
With the amount of ammunition I have
You may as well be called Ray Man
You're 'armless
Had to fit a mecha-Godzilla with a war engine since the car crashed
You ain't on par prats, livin' in the past, I equip quick quips you dick
What's this
Look a C-H-A-V, who knows more words than the aristocracy, it's the C-A-Z-Z
I'm a spitter whose minds warped
Convinced he's a sell sword
Or a dragon draggin' so much emotional baggage he may as well backpackin' it
Yep 12's back panic
I'm a lumber Jack the ripper, Bronson and Dom Hemingway
Amongst many things
I hijack the hijacked and never die down
I'm bringin' lyrical terror back
Mimic that

I'm addicted to affliction, I'm a livin' piece of fiction, 'n' I'm chewin' my way out of this Prison
Tendons are rippin', I can hear them listenin', they're whispering
That I'm the darkest, hardest 'n' full of sin
That I'm the demon, seethin' 'n' suffering
I'm a man 'n' a monster with a wicked grin
But the balance is tippin', sanity is slipping
And I think I'm gonna need forgiving

Give an itty bit of minimum
In everythin' you've ever written
Summary full songs, shit 'n' half titillation, rest gibberish, the charts in a bar
Give you half a second to think of somethin' to say
No
Well start penny pickin' again my friends
We're back with a despicable image
Inhospitable lyrics
Chuck a moshpit at it
I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm lobotomised or fossilised
I make my own double jointed jaw drop to the floor
When I freestyle better over your beats than a pre-written ever could
Proves I'm ill literally 'n' these pricks are just illiterate
This verse is the summary of Icarus
Don't get too close to the son
You'll get burned by a supernova
True trooper carryin' a flame thrower
Try holdin' a candle to me

You can call me the host
I got a bellyful of tapeworms 'n' I'm chewin' on ghosts
Hold me close
I've got a mind that's like a gutter and a mouthful of sores
Of course I'm coarse
I got a gaping maw
Back home
I keep her under my floor
I'm only, so lonely, why do you, ignore me

Why don't you give me a little kiss, little miss
I'll only make you a little sick, with syphilis
I promise you I'm harmless and I am nothin' but honest
I've always been modest, always been the oddest
When you lay your head down to sleep, remember me
Remember these words I speak, 'n' don't worry
I'll be close and warm, eyes so dead
Fingertips red, I'll be under your bed

I'm the darkest, the hardest, the heartless, stone cold monster
I'm the demon, I'm seethin', I'm dreamin' of scenes obscene, I'm screaming
Cos of the incisions I envision, it's a vision of a vision, skin is rippin' skin is giving
And a ripper is ripping
But the balance is tippin', sanity is slipping
And I think I'm gonna need forgiving