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Resurrection

by Reaper World

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lyrics

Everyone listen up!
I’m here to send a message
Shut the fuck up if you don’t like it!
Apparently I’m a bad example aha
Critics and everyone alike you can suck my fucking dick
Because this is my...

My resurrection, where I stand tall
Push me around, nobody can make me fall,
My resurrection, this is just the beginning
Candy plain Mac flinnin’, words to send your head spinnin’
This is my resurrection, there’s no end , I’m always gonna keep spittin’

Resurrection, just popped into place and gave me an erection
Lyrically mastered this rap game to perfection
This isle is my section, take a quick look down at your reflection
You just made it in time for your inspection, you got liabilities and infections
Just got a F on your inspection
Copycat me caused your tires to lose traction
Give some rubber and I’ll show you an auto bisection
Wait, hold on, give me 4 or 5 seconds, I’ll spit these words in another trimester
Sick-minded cork with a fucked up gangster
Hiccup, yup, you've just been popped!
Wine bottle intact and a little waddle, top that!
With sick minded cat, who has the balls to say anything when he raps
Government can't stop me from spittin’ my crap
Wrath of death kicking the can
I’ll probably be banned from my own country for using a pen
Didn't think my words were such a problem to you kids
I hope this next album won't be as offensive as the last
I hate getting all defensive when their parents hate and erase me with a pencil
Guess i gave your dad a STD with my right testicle
My words are oh so lyrically conspicable
Think on the tip of my brain makes you mature adults so despicable
My words and actions are oh so unpredictable
(I knew you were gay!) What the fuck? Where’d that come from?
I'm not gay I'm straight okay?
I just say anything I want to say, play what I want to play, do what I do
If you don't like it then fuck you!
Be who you are, don't be afraid to speak your mind, family is what matters
Don't have family follow me as an example
This is plain and simple, got a dimple in your left nipple
Everybody limp like a fucking cripple!
Don’t take this for a joke because

When I warned everybody not to fuck with me
I wasn’t kidding, why didn’t you take me seriously?
This is the last time, my rhymes will be my new force
To take out all you hypocritical dorks because
This is my resurrection, where I stand tall
Push me around, nobody can make me fall,
My resurrection, this is just the beginning
Candy plain Mac flinnin’, words to send your head spinnin’
This is my resurrection, there’s no end , I’m always gonna keep spittin’

This is my dream, minds overblowing steam
Writing these lyrics just to be hinged to this game with a sewing machine
Words don’t have to be so mean, but took to many damn hits to the spleen
Hurry up someone get me the keys!
Six different tragedies made my ear finally bleed
Touchy topic, let’s welcome the brand new me
This earth hasn’t seen the weak in many different streaks
I plead innocent then be right back on the street
Too many leaks in the system that can’t take any heat
Stand for your rights, flying kites, making the most of life
It has a bite
Just starstruck the lights
Little fairies don’t have the guns to fight
Come on taunt me if you like, I won’t budge
I’ll just grab the mic, a little nudge with a horrific grudge
Lunge attempt to take my lunch but instead you fucked up
Look up kids, it’s Daddy with some bling, ringa-ding-ding, struck to sting
Next rap king, even have my own ring, doing anything just to sing
Everyone get ready!
I’m here to cause havoc and put razors in your spaghetti because

When I warned everybody not to fuck with me
I wasn’t kidding, why didn’t you take me seriously?
This is the last time, my rhymes will be my new force
To take out all you hypocritical dorks because
This is my resurrection, where I stand tall
Push me around, nobody can make me fall,
My resurrection, this is just the beginning
Candy plain Mac flinnin’, words to send your head spinnin’
This is my resurrection, there’s no end , I’m always gonna keep spittin’

You’re a flicking, fucking, dicking, wicking, clicking, chicken always fucking bitchin’
I’m sick of your stomach clinchin’ in many different positions
Portion size of 7 differnt midgets
Let me just get you my digits
It’s 1-800-GO-FUCK-YOURSELF cause I ain’t listening
All critics alike, just milking the knife just to get a jump start
Wiped out with a pipe, Vikings are striking , better start hitchhiking
The psychotic product
Fuck conduct!
Better open your ears, I’m not a blonde klutz, just try to pull this stunt,
I’ll rip your fucking head off along with your cunt!
Oh, you say that I’m blunt?
I’m bold and it’s this bitch that caused me to become cold
Don’t say you weren’t told
Welcome to my resurrection

credits

released July 21, 2017
Composed by John Houston & Shawn Martin
Recorded, mastered and edited by Shawn Martin
Engineered by Shawn Martin

Background vocals by John Houston and Shawn Martin

Recorded at Houston Visions Studios, Covehead, Prince Edward Island, Canada in November 2011.

Music composed using FL Studio
Mixed, edited and mastered using GoldWave

© 2017 Unbreakable Recordings
Published by Solar Red Publishing

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