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Skits Vicious:
If they thought rap was dead tell the heads shit is resurrected / Battle Royale, ya won't last a second / the rhyme gets injected like smack in ya bloodstream / Dope D.O.D. is the code for the drugfiends / grab the frontseat and witness the crispness / six inch syringes turn innards to liquids / I'm like Keith Flint mixed with Sticky Fingaz / or a cross between Jason, the Fly and the Riddler / this ain't horrorcore, it's a Stephen King thriller / I curse yo ass worse than that fat dude in Thinner / I'm tippin a stripper that's grippin my zipper / she whispers she never had sex with a killer / life on the streets from the pimps to the drifters / seven sin sickness, I spit David Fincher's / get my hands dirty and chop off your fingers / for stickin ya nose in my business...S.V.!!!
Chorus:
Countdown, step into the cockpit, take flight !
Duckdown, when you in the moshpit, fist fight!
Sex, drugs, yeah we gonna rock it
Get hyped! Blast off! yeah we like a rocket [x2]
Jay Reaper:
Yes ya best believe / ya shit ain't affecting me / infectious I confess like STD / test me please if you wanna rest in peace / I'm Semtex put yo chest where ya legs should be / explosive / my skin is corrosive / the state of psychosis / with coke that I sniff I'm in the state of being hopeless / hiphop hypnosis / my flow so so soapless / and so / I'm the ghost of the norths coast ocean / harpoon topshotta stigmata on my body / hear the devil say: Hakuna Matata / I'm a goon with a lota / pissed coons and we got a lotta shrooms in our system / yet I'm cool with my kala / going up and down like Sisyphus / niggas here they must be kidding us / cause once I start to bust I'm Darth Sidious / hart serious / dark images / the force of the darkside is limitless.
Chorus:
Countdown, step into the cockpit, take flight !
Duckdown, when you in the moshpit, fist fight!
Sex, drugs, yeah we gonna rock it
Get hyped! Blast off! yeah we like a rocket [x2]
Dopey Rotten:
Ghosttown bombsquad we dropping it / we the shit and you full of it / I'm a old dog new tricks laughing at the punks in the bizz, there's nothing left to do but reminisce / still candy flipping got the booze in the mix / Britain's in my bloodline you out for six / took ya spot easily ya didn't even notice / fuck all these politics this rapgame is bogus / we coming at you ferocious the coldest hell freezes over we got it all fixed figured out the system, there's more then one glitch / Reaper Vicious Rotten here to change the script / Noisia's in the house making atoms split / you can leave it up to us cause we master this / Dope D.O.D. is here just to end your bliss / there's a lot more victims on the waiting list.
Chorus:
Countdown, step into the cockpit, take flight !
Duckdown, when you in the moshpit, fist fight!
Sex, drugs, yeah we gonna rock it
Get hyped! Blast off! yeah we like a rocket [x2]
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