Swollen Members - Bad Dreams Lyrics
Intro
(This is a recording)
Yo, if you been listenin' to us since Balance..
Thank you.
If you been listenin' to us since Bad Dreams,
Monsters In The Closet
Thank you.
You're gonna find out why we named this new album Heavy
Writer: FRANK RAATS, HEIN HENDRIKS, JACK VAN DEN BOSCH, MAURICE VAN OTHEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Killing Spree
[Mad Child]
I'm the extreme case of fire and anger
I'm the extreme case of fire and anger
I'm the extreme case of fire and anger
The misguided angel with ice in his veins
My thought pattern is scattered playing Russian roulette
I'm a rottweiler, Excaliber, rock like Metallica
Got to be sargent, chargin with my beloved core
Don't interrupt me, I'll corrupt abruptly
Heavy metal makeover
Mad Child forming hard again
Four by four pick up truck to kick up dust
Still astounding, vanity knows no boundaries
You can't f*ck with this commando
Rambo grapple in the jungle
Kung-fu kicks to crash helmets
Love is overrated, f*ck freaks for fulfillment
Keep it in the family, all my friends go film it
Overwhelming, chains spit flames, knocked insane
Not identical, not cynical, far from my pinnicle
Renegade rap, whitewater rap is river rafting
Living in the lap of luxury laughing
Catch a dirt nap when I start reacting
You feeling me? I'm on a killing spree
[x3]
Compare us to someone else
You don't want to go at it
Compare us to someone else
Prevail do or die
[Prevail]
My relief, to finalize the movement of the freaks
In a fantastic place where you are what you eat
(What's up? What's up?) News of the new world chump
Enforce when I'm sober, enforce when I'm drunk
Until the village sorcerer, give them time to jump to the orchestra
Battle Axe warriors throw you around like raggedy dolls
No one answers when the majesty of tragedy calls
The rhyme involved is easy to spot
Check the weight of the victim and the type of knot
Tie up your whole crew with the talon of a hawk
Drink in my hand, probably gin on the rocks
I'm the center of the universe, kill a verse if I'm hot
Yo, to tell you the truth, I'm the duke of the dark
Double sided mirrors, frosty breath
My reputation for rocking sets is darker than death
Arm around my left arm, arm around my chest
Are you feeling me? I'm on a killing spree
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Full Contact
[Chorus: Evidence]
Its like that, no doubt we keep it live
Twenty-four, seven, three sixty-five
Its swollen mebers world wide
This is full contact
Spit hard and never look back
Its like that, thats right we keep it live
Twenty four seven three sixty five
This is full contact, yo time to plug in
And spit hard, the audience is listening
[Verse 1: Prevail]
My life consists of making songs
Of quality controlling balancing on platforms
A space in between is an ends to the means
My name on your lips, my face in your dreams extreme
Not a term just limited to sports
It also derives from how I drive with force
Privite thoughts are revealed through my regal cerebral
Ceremonious masters down with the users of needles
The spit is a pain for ones who move on the break
Unified from the lion's gate to the sunshine state
Weights and measures curved and straight letters
Are used and fused together
To deliver the devastating craving I have for making bars and notes
Step and get striked from the stars in my throat
Reservation for one, plus a table for three
Ev, Prev, and MC and my man Chali
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Mad Child]
Silver surfer, spider man mister fantastic
Swollen, Dilated, and Jurassic
Madchild getting his ass kicked
Thats a death wish, I'm vicious
I swim with sharks, piranhas, and siamese fighting fishes
And retro alligators, cause I'm a gladiator
Roll deep in Seven Forty sports and Lincoln Navigators
S and M rocks the spot no question
Your so wack even your yes-man got suggestions
Battle axe warriors kid, what the f*ck you think
Step up to my crew, aiyyo you must had too much to drink
Its all about length thats longevity
Thats why I go keep rappin till I'm seventy
Ready or not, rock steady crew rep ready to rock
Knock knock, your thinkin no one's upstairs
But the lights on, let by-gones be by-gones
Strength of a python
Red dragon plus I rock a circa icon
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Chali 2na]
Rattle in your collapsed ear, settin' traps here
Kickin raps clear, hopin' your lap dear, verbal papsmear
Back to smack fear, till your dome piece, tones peak
Rockin from the cradle till my bones creak
Known for the microphones, no impostors
All up in your bumble prosta
Lickin shots for my partners
Makin it hard for brothers who got what I'm after
Swollen member crew be your disaster
I control your laughter
Words more powerful than your pastor
Rappers sweeter than three liters of shasta
Vocal tones fracture, rhymes blast ya
Through your back, retinal the verbal newscaster clapture
Unmatched diasaster, come blast flash and crash past ya
Changin the miniscule to the master
Minutes till you can grasp the
Millions of medicals made perhaps
The trap is in your herd, house, or pasture
[Chorus 2x]
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Take It Back
[Intro: Madchild (Prevail)]
Yo Prev (what's up)
I'm thinking man; we don't always have to talk about
dungeons and dragons all the time, you know? (hmmm)
We don't have to make things so complicated (no doubt)
Let's take this back and show them how we can do this too (word)
[Verse 1: Prevail]
Deep, I'm using canyons you can't get by the cannon (no way)
Season veterans, the hawk has landed
Toxic tandem, the docotorum of mad men
The planet of apes is now a main attraction
How does it happen? If I knew I'd tell ya
They'd probably try to say I worshiped devils in the cellar
It's just a slight of hand, like Penn and Teller
The mighty dollar, is taller than the scholar
Ask your neighbourhood martyr about the fire starter
People are driven to buildings when I let it out my system
Built my the hands of man and women
Thinking of quitting? Now's the time
There's more job opportunites at the back of the line
Applications, and registrations
Feels more like an investigation
Now how's that for a demonstration
4, 3, 2, 1
Go back to the essence
What were gunna do right here... take it back to the basics
Swollen Members, word
What were gunna do right here... is go back
Go back to the essence
What were gunna do right here... take it back to the basics
Swollen Members
[Verse 2: Madchild]
Eh yo, we all get older, rhymes get bolder
Series of events makes the heart grow colder
Started off with 2, now we got mad soldiers
Battle Axe warriors, bitch, I thought I told ya
Heinekens on stage, never rock shows sober
Spit venom over cobra, hatched in october
Libra scorpion is taking over
Still the silver surver, I ain't trippin on nova
Introducin Madchild, ladies and gentleman
Lets give a big round of applause for adrenalin
You ain't right, I'ma f*cking phantom at night
That wears a mask by day, with a temper tantrum
Don't light my fuse, 'cause if this dynamite blows up in your face
There won't be no one left to clean up the place
Swollen Members adds up to one thing, and you can quote this
Temporary relief for the hopeless
What were gunna do right here... is go back
Go back to the essence
What were gunna do right here... take it back to the basics
[x2]
[Prevail]
Prisons that are made by the minds of lethals
Truly blind, it confinds all people
Make you wanna call out for water and bread
My name is Prev One I put the thought in your head
[Madchild]
Mannic depressant, I panic from too much stressin
Of course I'm second guessin cause life is just a question
Keep your suggestions, we aint hearin you guys
My name is Madchild I put the fear in your eyes
[Prevail]
Grey skys, disguise my chariot
I've arrived to mesmerize the arrogant
Clear the area, and change the false
Pathetic speakers that lead the lost
[Madchild]
We feed the need to work and conquer at all costs
Underground so there aint nothing to fall off
Never spoke soft, so what if we get broke
We ain't the type of people that's meant to make a joke of
What were gunna do right here... take it back to the basics
What were gunna do right here... is go back
Go back to the essence
[x2 + scratching]
Writer: JAMES DEWITT YANCEY, OTIS LEE JR. JACKSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
RPM
[Iriscience]
Aiyyo actions reactions, addition subtraction
Crew split the factions, split the fractions
E-mail celly talk two-way faxes
Rap bold is love just ask the axis, relax
Listen to what your ears say
Don't believe the hear-say, or a beer say
You f*ckin' with entrepreneurs and rhyme wars
Marked up passports and world-wide tours
But still bangin' out of cars I'm sure
All the heads that cop our shit romp the tour
You kick a little something but the crowd want more
I kick a smorgasbord, that could feed the poor
I learn to spit raps, brace for kick back
And drip wax, some of the illest on slip mats
Cy Young pitchin', catch the transmission
Swollen Membership on a Cali to Van mission.
[Chorus: Iriscience]
Passport stamped up at the station
Through customs through immigration
The sign reads welcome to your nation
We come to bring the celibration.
[Prevail]
The war on paper, bongs and smoke vapours
Blowin' up and out, goin' up a belt
Watch the formula, shadows and corridors
We haven't slept yet, my eyes are bloodshot
And when the drums drop, that's the fun part
Stare and snipe you out here at the street fight
Let the beat ride black market midnight
Attack a stack of vamps like a pit fight
So many bones get broken in the rib shack
That's where I live at, yo watch the kick back
RPMs back seats and engine blocks
I got my tale pipe stuck up in a glove box
All our songs rock, duck the Molotov
Clear bottle, call the dogs off
At the borders, and at the air ports
We shoot straight and know exactly what to aim for.
[Chorus: Iriscience (x2)]
[Mad Child]
Aiyyo it's spread like a virus, Mad Prev and Iris (Iriscience)
Never ask if you can dig it like Cyrus
Shadow boxin' got a killer silhouette
Even when we open crowd be like they rock the illest set
Feel us yet? You romper room rappers
Ain't catchin' half the shit I say until the mornin' after
This shit is evil on pars don't have to play it backwards
This was made from stacks of cash from underneath my mattress
But most of y'all are just a bunch of f*ckin' actors
Flexible suckin' your own dick for practice, actors
If I can't get a chance to put my claim on it
You smoked about a thousand pounds with my name on it
Free medical and dental plan
I'm on six figures bitch you drive a rental van
Smokin' weed in coffee shops, stripper sucked for dough
Talk to me about the border I'm like f*ck you bro.
[Chorus: Iriscience (x4)]
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Bad Dreams
[Prevail]
In the beginning all I hear is people singing
Deep and low with iron bells ringing
And there's a source of heat near my feet
Im so weak I pass in and out of sleep
Flashes of light blotches of colour
I yell out for help but its drown out by weather
Downpour terenchal power of the vengeful
This was all triggered by the sub-conscious central
Sweet dreams are hideous lets not confuse those
Bad dreams will find you confine you to circles
Every other movement is slowed by your mind
That's why stabbing them blind is no crime
With no REM. your bound to cave in
And life in the conscious life is quite grim
If I can't escape than I'll die in my sleep
Cause the cliff is to steep and the waters to deep
[Chorus: Mad Child & Prevail]
Sound familiar bad dreams can kill ya
Deeper the sleep the realer man I feel ya
Bad dreams sad scenes and fear
You don't want to have to wake up here
Bad dreams you don't want to have to wake up here
Bad dreams sad scenes and fear
you don't want to have to wake up here
Bad Dreams
you don't want to have to wake up here
[Mad Child:]
Im running down a hall with one wall of flames
With friends I've never seen in my life with strange names
Sound familiar bad dreams can kill ya
Pains not what it seems cold stares and sudden screams
I get in fights every night as im reflecting
Throwing punches fast hard as I can but not connecting
There protected by a force field locked in an engagement
Until I see the colour red when pounding heads into the pavement
Caught up in a chase scene or working on a plan
Sometimes im falling and I have to wake up before I land
Lots of doors to open afraid what I might find
My girlfriend getting f*cked with eight more guys in line
Cant wait to rise and shine when ill thoughts are provoked
My girlfriends right beside me getting choked
In real life plus I heard it could get worse
So much for walking in my sleep that's close to murder in the first
[Chorus: Mad Child & Prevail]
Sound familiar bad dreams can kill ya
Deeper the sleep the realer man I feel ya
Bad dreams sad scenes and fear
You don't want to have to wake up here
Bad dreams you don't want to have to wake up here
Bad dreams sad scenes and fear
you don't want to have to wake up here
Bad Dreams
you don't want to have to wake up here
[Prevail]
They say that most people can only dream in black and white
That's why he packs a knife and only reappears at night
I pray for the light to turn him back to stone
And shine bright enough so I can find my way home
[Mad Child]
Watching myself from above and just behind
Like im controlling video games inside my mind
Be careful what you dream for because its right there
Sometimes day dreams turn into nightmares
[Prevail]
I've prepared the chair
electricity rumbles through the air
You don't want to have to wake up here
Its cold in the morning
Breath the eternal frost of our dawning
[Mad Child]
Plus its dark and damp
With slight hints of death
So cold im spitting icicles
Rip right through the flesh
Smoke forms with every breath
The sound of children screaming
Pinch my self I have to wake up
Afraid of dreaming
[Chorus: Mad Child & Prevail]
Sound familiar bad dreams can kill ya
Deeper the sleep the realer man I feel ya
Bad dreams sad scenes and fear
You don't want to have to wake up here
Bad dreams you don't want to have to wake up here
Bad dreams sad scenes and fear
you don't want to have to wake up here
Bad Dreams
you don't want to have to wake up here
Writer: ALAN MAMAN, KILEY HENDRIKS, SHANE BUNTING
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
Camouflage
[Mad Child]
We act on animal instinct
Survival of the primitive
Invade your camp, then set up a perimeter
Interrogate the prisoner, ransack your residence
Order from the President to document this evidence
Company commander, this is my version of capital
Punishment scars from carving out shards of shrapnel
Attacking with passion, the movement of murderous intimate
In hand to hand combat or atomic bombs that disintegrate
Let me reiterate, in a state of neurosis
A license to kill, plus an expert with explosives
Assult forces, feel the shell shock
Section eight sounds great, give me a cell block
As sure as hells hot, I'd rather go there
Crouched down, jungle fatigue, guerrilla warfare
On watch, think about the bullets I've dodged
Light a smoke and post it up for the night in camoflage
["Military Minded" scratch]
[Prevail]
I make my face stick with paint stick
Todays the dawn of the infected insect
Bees, butterflies, beetles, and panzer dragons
There's danger of ganzes (??) in roaming in my squadron
We hate them all, that's why we made the eight ball
The milk and water tastes like typhoid and protocall
Sleep deprivation, magic carpet bombing ride
Talking to my gas mask, walking down the thin red line
You're currently tuned in to NBC
The only channel that you get is from my M-16
Unlace my boots and place my troops
I'm more terrified of mosquitoes than I am of the paratroops
I'm in the shitbox, reading Alfred Hitchcock
Five minutes later I'm bleeding out my snot box
I see the witch doc, he says it's rice grains
Dropped from airplanes, sprayed with anthrax
Operation Peking, take the ground back
It's found in brown rats
And in the toilet paper issued in your ruck sack
Agent N, Agent X, before fade to black
Camoflage
["Military Minded" scratch]
Writer: KEVIN SAVIGAR, MICHAEL OMARTIAN, ROD STEWART
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Poker Face
Many strange things happen in a studio while the mic is live
[Buc Fifty]
Yo yo yo yo what's crackin'?
It's the one and only Buc-motherf*ckin'-Fifty
Up here from L.A. to Van, all the way back to Murderville
I've got a license to kill
And as for these bitches on the street, that love my sex
But y'all feel my depth appeal, yes it's real
Buc-f*ckin'-Fifty
I'm young and deadly, that real nigga you pretend to be
Armed heavily, quick on the draw, you're levelheaded G
F*ck sensitivity I ain't gentle B
I'm head buttin', punk motherf*ckin' niggas for frontin'
Shake it on the ground chokin' on they own blood and
Make your nose bone f*ck your brains, when I'm buggin'
Then I just laugh like I was playin' the dozens
Cause you can't do me nothin' it's like style's my custom
How I function, as a man from a munchkin
I keep thumpin', run with a shady bunch and
We was Murderville when Laverne was money-earnin'
Getting' money like the Persians across the country burnin'
Anything movin', any corner that we turnin'
And knowledge ain't one thing that I'm concerned with
Deadly hand speeders while you niggas can't stand me
Come through and reject yo shit like Moka's candy
I hear know excuses make sure you understand me
Almost doesn't count my nigga ask Brandy
[Prevail (Chorus x2)]
Full house, royal flush, what you holdin'?
You'll be foldin', f*ckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the King of Spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev One, Poker Face
[Mad Child]
I'm a razor blade the face it turn cross the line
And when it comes to path don't cross mine
It's strange though, devil with the face of an angel
Braveheart in battle, still chase rainbow
Scorpion king that slowly return
Purified by pain reason fire burn
Bitch so stupid got your thong on wrong
I'm a cygone bomb, with my fire-on arm
I'm raw with this flawless lawlessness
Three stars rest to y'all of astrologists
College kids, download these songs and acknowledge this
Shock or rock bottom with the high alcohol tolerance
Skin stay thick, now duck cause you f*ckers suck a trick
[Prevail (Chorus x2)]
[Prevail]
Yo you shouldn't gamble, with things you can't handle
Horrid morbid speak in leakin' fluid
If he can do it, then why can't I?
Cause he can't fly he stays grounded, safe to say I'm bout it
When it comes time to turn it out, it's my specialty
Effortlessly destined to death, we all ears
There's marijuana in my pits, this life is twisted
Kiss the distance welcome to hitsville
Shit it bangs it's a snake pit gang out
Boa Constrictor, stick to dialogue that differs
Leave you stiff you no-go, deader than do-dos
Plus I look good in photos, hittin' locos
Battleaxe Soldiers you Homo Erectus
City to city Tokyo to Soho they expect us
Toys ain't us, poison tusk, dawn til dusk
We bust enough of this good stuff to smack your lips
If you riff, peace to lift
My release date on the streets will never shift
Cause beats like this I rock them well, Doctor Ill
Talk to myself walk and kill, the space and fill
The holes with mace, pray the sky grace your place
With my presence and draw the line
It's clobberin' time, like I'm made of stone
If it's my thing you can swing while we rock the phones
[Prevail (Chorus x2)]
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Deep End
[prevail]
what begins with an 'a' and ends with asphyxia?
me, prev one, the microphone cripple
a life on the edge of the walking dead
you either talk in black or you speak in red
i can't help you if you don't have the language down
it's either sink or swim and the average drown
some of us stay afloat and respect the wave
with your mouth full of sand, burnt by sunrays
five ways to sunday, a fistfull of dollars
a barrel full of commerece, blasting the somber
we always stand guard over the late shift
the cause and effect of the light and the mist
in the world of mixtapes and other sick breaks,
i spit like my life depends on what i make
[chorus:]
working late night, not that we hate light
just feels right, that's when tracks come out tight
thoughts start creeping, people are sleeping
pull words out of the dreams, it's the deep end
it's the deep end, people are sleeping
pull words out of the dreams, it's the deep end
keep in mind, it's not that we hate light
just feels right, that's when tracks come out tight
[mad child]
hand to hand combat, gone far beyond that
armed to the teeth, this is a bomb threat
graveyard shift, way past abnoxious
we play to win, you count your losses
an awesome roster, original designed rhymes find time
to make the shiver up your spine climb
this ain't theatrics, we rock with tactics
smash on you plastic actresses for practice
the fact is i'm violent by nature, don't hate ya
like most people about as much as they like me
haven't found a way to say "f*ck you" politely
these days i stick to myself, but sometimes get sick of myself
got my own circle, love my people, bleed for my people
need no replacement, mad child's life unfolds with bold statements
[chorus:]
working late night, not that we hate light
just feels right, that's when tracks come out tight
thoughts start creeping, people are sleeping
pull words out of the dreams, it's the deep end
it's the deep end, people are sleeping
pull words out of the dreams, it's the deep end
keep in mind, it's not that we hate light
just feels right, that's when tracks come out tight
[mad child]
i'm not a vampire but i'm walking on a fine line
over fire-type rope, barefoot on barbed wire
[prevail]
i'm not a werewolf but i force my fangs into the townfolk
drain a little cowpoke until the city's bloodsoaked
[mad child]
i'm not a goblin, a hobbit, a ghost or ghoul
swollen members ain't f*ckin' with most you fools
[prevail]
i'm not a phantom, a banshee, a witch, or an ogre
but my crew's got the best chance of taking over
[mad child]
yo, i don't transform and i don't change shape
don't take the bus, don't shoplift tapes
but i used to, and if you choose to,
here's something to pop inside your walkman and cruise to
[prevail]
i'mma pay dues and blues, that's the truth
if there's one thing i've learned from life, there's much to lose
i know, that's why we never duplicate shows
you're just an imitation, you can die like white buffalo
[chorus:]
working late night, not that we hate light
just feels right, that's when tracks come out tight
thoughts start creeping, people are sleeping
pull words out of the dreams, it's the deep end
it's the deep end, people are sleeping
pull words out of the dreams, it's the deep end
keep in mind, it's not that we hate light
just feels right, that's when tracks come out tight
Writer: EDWARD SLOAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Anthrax Island
[Mad Child]
Yo, I'm a cannibal on Anthrax Island
Dine on my victims swervin' through pylons
Chamber music, car parked in dungeons
Stun gun, never sound redundant, funded
I don't give a f*ck, more bang for your buck
You got shit to talk, you got's dick to suck
Repent my sins, wipe the prints leave the crime
Cold-blooded killers with medieval minds
The sober overdose poems roam like freight trains
The shit is back on weight gain, powder
No one man stand prouder
Pitbull, test a fire of gun powder.
Bright blue speck of light, cause from handstand
Dime in the jukebox, '65 Mustang
Pepsi Cola, palm tress, The Fonz
Mad stab with bayonet, girls spin baton
Three com platoon, full moon conquer
Longer, we stay in the lake we grow stronger
Molotov Cocktail, locked and loaded
Murder MC's for free with no motive
Hard time relaxin', not used to taxes
Sick Vikings roll with crossbow axes
Bang this bitch plus, who you really down with?
I'm all around the world
You're on some hangin' down town shit.
[Prevail]
Yo, that shit was dope
[Mad Child]
Yo thanks Prev, yo rock that shit.
[Prevail]
Two steps ahead, too hard to swallow this
Eye glass reflection tubes of astrologists
Stars, galaxies, galleries of harm's way
Front and back row's untamed
Crucial, using maximum amount of brain
Grinding the edge of my axe to stay awake
Lanes shifted, stay at a distance
Half my with the sentence, hail the viscous
Double helix, mumbling rejects
Hear in the rock terrible knuckles our defense
Buckle under the enormous pressure of my prez
Since I humble those with even the most eager of intentions.
It hurts, when it works, in reverse and you find
That you truly have a mind of art
But your mouth doesn't want to help you out
When you speak and all you do is spit a line of chalk
I'm responsible for this, invisible pulsars on the wrist
What's a wrist, if you don't believe that one exists
Gases on Venus, dancers in Vegas
Pull up by them other pits (Shiiit) you can't mistake us
Eyes full of hunger, strive to pull you under
Eat a limited circle, speak in energy circles
Prevail One, The Rob The Viking, Mad Child
S and M we guaranteed, to breed the call of the wild
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Snake Bite
[Chorus x2: Mad Child & Rattlesnake Jones]
We want you, to take a good look at what we do
Not the type that you can see right through
Cause you never know what we might do, uh huh uh huh
[Prevail]
I see the glowing orbits, of time warps and forests
Of darkness before us, orbits turning gray
From what I bring out of my medical tray, perpetuate
Prevail wondering the alphabet is the predator and the prey
Don't let em walk away, broken in the bone yard, smokin' in the boy's room
Smokin' in the pattern that consumes you like a vacuum
The warship I dock, is a property of his worship
It's awkward when we talk about morbid conditions
Vividly described, from this side of the lie detector
Cypher nectar, from the bloss of natural toxins, approach with caution
Blow flames in blue like they dance on the oxygen
Lost again in space, allow us to demonstrate, how it all generates
Promoters to engines, machineguns to hand grenades renegades of vengeance
(Swollen Members, Battleaxe Records) I have the only potent gift
That is the kind without having to speak too loud
I'm confident my crew can keep them out when I'm (Looking in your eyes)
[Mad Child]
Monarch and the anarchist, I smoke nicotine he smokes cannabis
And sip on Bombay sapphire, I drink Jack Daniels
He thinks things through I begat, mediocrity's not possible
Opposite's attract, ACDC Back in Black Sabbath
Agatha Christie cars named Christine
Hard to deal with agin' when you still feel fifteen
Combat stance tarantula, this approach is soft but deadly
Come in low slow but kill you gently
We some monsters in concert, the sharpest flyin' in on magic carpets
Try to offend end up in coffin
I'm oftenly wrong, you can tell I'm off when (I'm looking in your eyes)
[Chorus x2: Mad Child & Rattlesnake Jones]
[Prevail]
The dagger gala you're all invited, mouth of a black hole
Poseidon could dive in, and die from the diamond cut, raisin' it up
As if we're not amazin' enough, dine on the braggart
Time to push forward, more words the better heart line beats jagged
Electric green, pesticide muster gas and mustard greens
That's what it must've been
[Mad Child]
We like muscle cars, not bar stars, no Singapore sling
We swing at the hard bar, hardcore
Used to sleep on cardboard tell your folks that it ain't no hoax
When I'm (Lookin' in your eyes)
[Chorus x4: Mad Child & Rattlesnake Jones]
Writer: ALEX HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management, CARLIN AMERICA INC
Total Package
[Mad Child:]
About to drill ya with a killer combo
King Kong, Godzilla and Rambo
Marker author, ain't no bitch I'm down to die for
Rifle in your mouth, peace to Poco on a 14 year bid
For jackin' mad kids, respect all my gangsta's doin' bad shit
An' that's it, Mad Child does nitroglycerin and acid
Warlock, focused on witch craft
You're listening to classic plastic explosives
Forceful courses of action,
Internationally we ration out portions of passion, insane
Cause mental gain, like rock cocaine to brain
Hard to kick habit, when addict
Leather face, the devil spits silver saliva
TransCanada highway robbery, drunk getaway driver
This here's a bad combination
Like Mad Child with an AK-47, a bottle of Jack and a home invasion
Make you knock, laughin' as you strapped to the mattress
A can of gasoline, a pack of matches, for the total package
Bitch
[Planet Asia:]
Break out your tape recorders, make sure you document this
Apocalypse, infinitely adjacent, we stylin' with aquaness
Unorthodox, knock shit, neon crushin' ask us
Just advance me, rushin' up the beat, an' pass me the blunt
Eh yo, I'm here to set it on you cats from the moment I entered
Moldin' the center on it, adventure, performin' the scripture
A mad child prevailin' like a swollen member, so remember me
As obesely, intelligence with diplomatic immunity
A trained killer that's trained to kill ya
I make the fronters have bad dreams like a mad scene
From a hardcore thriller, throwin' fits in your sleep
We got heat, mission complete is when the record sound crisp in the jeep
Some say I think I'll, and tranquilize rappers like pills
Ink deals and rap underground where the street feels- blast
But the fact is you don't know the half,
Closin' the caskets on your sound an' takin' over with a total package
[Prevail:]
Bolted and welded, I know that you felt it
Scrap yard, iron arms, swingin' hectic
Imperial metric, superior complex
We make seriously powerful records
Battleaxe vengeance, attendance grows at every show
Doin' songs with Planet Asia, smashin' stereos
Hi-fidelity, pride in my energy
It's 3 the hard way, queens in Bombay
My regional army throws explosive parties
We've rose in the hierarchy
Hose in the fire escape, world wide
Connected by hands that wave
Double edged-sharp
Take part and start the flow of the colour red
Old man Prev, an omen, a legend
Beats are produced by my brothers in Venice
10 + 2 gauge, total package of razor blades
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The Reflection
[Mad Child:] Yo, you ready to do your verse
[Prevail:] Nah, I gotta write it still
[Mad Child:] F*cking me man, {psh} you just got here like two hours late and now you gotta write your verse
[Prevail:] What the f*ck man calm down
[Madchild:] YO MAN I'm PAYING FOR THE F*CKING STUDIO TIME HERE YOU F*CKING CHOCKERAKA!
[All: laugh]
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Ventilate
[madchild] Man, I can't believe I have to go through all of this again
I gave you your position
[prev] What, I thought we were friends?!
I didn't ask, you offered, you're short-tempered and demanding
It's my energy on stage that makes our show so outstanding
[mc] Look, when we first hooked up, my first thought was you're a pansy
You couldn't rap on beat, you little four-eyed geek
[prev] Yeah? And at the club there's a reason we don't hang out that much
You're double-fisted with two Heinekens actin like a lush
[mc] That's better than a leash, I tried to teach you to be tough I guess
it's hard to squeeze strength out of a cream puff.
[prev] Oh you're rough?
[mc] yeah thats right
[prev] Hey, let me pass you a pen
So you can fill an application at the Hair Club for Men
[CHORUS (2X)]
[MC] I meant everything I said
[Prev] Everything I said I meant
[both] When there's much on the line, yo, there's times you gotta vent
"Ventilate"
[both] We're magnificient together, it's a perfect combination
[Prev] Man, you know how many times I've had to swallow my pride?
Put my feelings aside so that we wouldn't collide?
[MC] I know I'm hard to get along with and much harder to work for
But I'm breakin my back while you're hangin out at the bookstore
[Prev] Yeah, but when I'm there I'm readin Icarus, kinetics in English
So when we make songs at least our music sounds distinguished
[MC] Come on man, I made this happen, you don't appreciate shit
[Prev] Yeah?
[MC] I'm the one who hustled, yo, you never put in one cent
You're dead-set in your ways, your stubborness
[Prev] What?
[Mc] How you think we got this far, it didn't happen from luck
[Prev] If I had a buck for every kid I battled and slayed
I'd had enough to start my own (edited) record label anyway
[chorus (2X)]
[MC] I hope you realize these songs weren't made for free
[Pre] Man, I know
But once the cash comes back you can recoup your dough
[MC] Yeah bro, but you ain't even signed a contract
[Pre] No, that's wack
[MC] I could get stabbed in the back
[Pre] You should know better than that
[MC] Well, it's frustrating to me, I got a lot on my plate
[Pre] Well, you're the one who put it there, I thought we already ate
[MC] Alright look, where was I back three years ago?
[Pre] Mininum wage?
[MC] That's right, and where we at now?
[Pre] Yeah, different page
[MC] OK, what's the significance of the point I'm tryin to make?
[both] We sound magnificient together
[Pre] so let's drop this whole debate
(How many states?)
[MC] Not many (How many countries?)
[Pre] Plenty
(How old are both of y'all?)
[both] Let's just say we're in our twenties
(How'd you come up with the name Swollen Members?)
[both] Drunk at Denny's
(Any last words?)
[both] Step up and you'll get kicked to the curb
[Pre] We're strippin your verse, we're rippin, you're a
[both] victim of words
[both] We're both putting in work tryin to get what we deserve
[CHORUS (2X)]
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Burns And Scars
(madchild)
yo, try not to often speak on subject
unusual suspect, revenge i must get
vengeance is mine which make me heartless
department of justice would love to bust us
bang hard, get jacked by gang squad
so we keep it on the low, make us untouchable
hard hittin when my man start spittin
we walk off through gettin, dont take orders
try harder, cause i got friends down for murder
roll deep, walk in restaurant, pull you out your seat
take you out back, crack back, till task complete
beat to death, assassins disguised as waiters
madchild, darth vader, and the caped crusader
top that, barracuda, black panther, and bobcat
anger management and unlimited guns
natural born killers of the primitive one
(chorus: son doobie)
cause the spot's that hot
a lot of shots bust but i can't get got
and niggas wanna pop up forget me not
yo i bust two shots
see y'all can't stop swollen members
(son doobie)
yo duck down, hop up now
i don't give a f*ck now
whats up now, the ruck sound
i'm up in the club now
touchdown, i bust out rocks, with my rough style
run around and f*ck around get lost in my funhouse
any member, i dismember, remember
for writer's book yo i be the cut expert
your head jerk, my network thick like double decker
enter surrender raps select swollen members
lone defenders, send bullets through contenders
tempers red hot like red fox f*ckin with esther
deck the saint jock i stallone like sylvester
funk molester, impress all semester
aggressor, protector, successor sub forever
uncle fester cut back the winchester
record like ill connect son like caressa
send an x to wounds, f*ck a bitch forever
like salt-n-peppa, vanessa del held whatever
defender of the d-cup, the mad sex offender
Chorus 2x
(prevail)
if they could run they would
there aint no safe place to hide in this world
change will change the term hurt
first in line to decline held by a set to burn
red alert, nines at work, less lives on the earth
unless we stress knives from crooks, universe
one in the hearse from two in the heart
you and your crew got too much to talk
its a curse, a plague, an urgent thing
an ancient slang that's not only spoke in gangs
human nature, doomed in danger, ropes and hangers
west side stranglers banned to los angeles
you got your hands full of savages now
anchors is down and you still gettin thrown around
hard ocean, hearts and chests are blown open
to be smokin sunrise go home broke and no survivors
walkin' bombs with no timers
drunk out my mind on harm a side cider
a note to my girl, i promised i'd write her
tonight's my night the bite of the black viper
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Dark Riders
[Buc Fifty: repeat 2X]
Born in fire built in this Empire
Cant get no higher or stop my desire
Dark Riders, we be pullin all nighters
Never see us perspire building this Empire
[Verse 1: Mad Child]
Order the launch, blow the f*ck out the insubordinate(?)
Blow the court at the plan can't change the coordinates
On course threatened by force, passed the limit
Mutilate the meak, terrorize the timid
Murder in a minute then its mission accomplished
Corner the confused then stomp with my accomplice
Figurisly we, disfigure at random
And still remain the most vain in this chain of commandments
Branded its the beast this is mad child unleashed
God bless the masterpiece one sinner within the peace
Release the hound, sound with a demented twist
Bent but the insentive is inventiveness
Pay dues, man come on I spent the went on this
Made the whirlwind of the experimentalists
No time for gentleness, Ive got moves to make
Have fun ridin the same bus that I used to take
Chemical weapons specialist is here to diffuse
That shit you call the bomb because thats yesterdays news
Word Up
[Hook - Buc Fifty: repeat 2X]
Born in fire built in this Empire
Cant get no higher or stop my desire
Dark Riders, we be pullin all nighters
Never see us perspire building this Empire
[Verse 2: Prevail]
The superficial, metamorphin their bodies to pixel
Tryna lose me cuz they know I go for gristle
This will eventually run its natural course
And the weasels who ram-skin in the house of the lords
Us, the cannon-ball crushin misguided angel
Bent on performence in the symbol of our label
It's simple, the cradle to the grave and so fourth
You've heard other speaches by those breaching the default
Sea-Salt, Eye of Newt, Horn of Bison
I've sworn allegiance to the league of striking lightning
We fall when we choose and confuse you with patterns
The legend of the two who induced you like Dragons
We strike like swooping Gargoyles of Saint Catherine
Im taking parts of hard earned parts unimagined
It happens, when lacking a variety of guidance
The good ones die young and dive in to the silence
[Hook - Buc Fifty: repeat 2X]
Born in fire built in this Empire
Cant get no higher or stop my desire
Dark Riders, we be pullin all nighters
Never see us perspire building this Empire
[Verse 3: Prevail & Mad Child]
[Prevail]
The torment, of getting caught up in the moment
And having to be on the recieving end of my orbit
This axis, acts as light and dark passage
And guides me passed the sticks, river floating caskets
Promoting collasping lungs and charcoal tablets
The howling wolfpack who dwells in outgoing maddness
Cage driven in rage livin in vains of access
Engage the driven and incisions are the process
[Mad Child]
Check the flipside of the coin, Dark Riders preform
Words rip right through ya skull tucked inside the storm
Its hard to hide if your warm, blooded, we sense heat
Predators that feed off flesh to make ends meat
Here's a garuntee, Death is instantaneous
Mercilously, me maim the miscelanous
Conquer all my challenges by reaching within
Then mad child leaves with the screech of the wind
[Hook - Buc Fifty: repeat 2X]
Born in fire built in this Empire
Cant get no higher or stop my desire
Dark Riders, we be pullin all nighters
Never see us perspire building this Empire
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Fuel Injected
[Moka Only (chorus 2x)]
Swollen Members gunna make us stop
take a minute and remember who takes the top
to the critics and the cynics your time is up
just admit it everybody knows this rhyme is up
its hot shiiiit...
[Prevail]
Perfected but not invented
rhymes from the ego driven self centered
entered the fast lane and never gut dented
life in a flash hypes blunts and hash
three of my favourite word has made this
more hits than the majors up from the minors
bust from the top dot cops and sirens
fresh out the shop poppin' n' stylin'
[Madchild]
Madchild, wildin' nonidentical
the cynical is medical condition is critical
unforgettable Swollen Members beautiful
language unsuittable tention n' onic
Coastal Chronic track got Moka on it
independant with a diffirent perspective
select effective next (scratch sound) on exit
the young and the restless fool fuel innjected
[Moka Only (chorus 2x)]
Swollen Members gunna make us stop
take a minute and remember who takes the top
to the critics and the cynics your time is up
just admit it everybody knows this rhyme is up
its hot shiiiit...
Yall aint got it so dont even think about it
Cuz I'm tough if ya know the top
Swollen Members, Moka Only gunna take the shot
If you think you betcha know you better press rewind
you can mop it in your song and repossess your mind
if you front it you can blow or you can testify
someone else was about what it takes to climb
whenever battle axe warriors come out to play
you can bet we gunna do it in a thousand way
and we sweating off the duel we resuscitate
members only rock...shiiit....muthaf*cka bait....its hot shiiit...
[Prevail]
How many albums bought n sold
triple ghetto gold rocked and rolled
sound....mixed and mastiff
stick with the program, get payed after
TV shows, zeens and magz
positive feedback, jeans still sagged
hands still knocked, Prevails gets props
the same as always rising to the top
[Madchild]
With the sworm of excitement
fighting form we invite critisicm
rhyme shine like prism
spit flames we see in 3D vision
even my people play CD in prison
bad decision, fatal error
get scars from bars and bomb every terror
we own lable never get dropped
now the crew combined and we cant be stopped
[Moka Only (chorus 4x)]
Swollen Members gunna make us stop
take a minute and remember who takes the top
to the critics and the cynics your time is up
just admit it everybody knows this rhyme is up
its hot shiiiit...
Writer: JONATHON ALEM, CHRISTIAN BAHAMOJNDE, SHANE BUNTING, DANIEL JAMES DENTON, KILEY HENDRIKS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
High Road
[Mad Child]
It's a wonderful thought, that I could take one road
And end up in L.A. when it's time to take a load off my shoulders
Cause it gets much colder, it rains in the winter
Where I live so I entered the I-5
Just like this movie "Big Trip" where five drive
Across the country as they journey through new realms
The helm of an adventure as they capture it on film
A new millennium the mission is essentially
Questioning characters at the turn of the century
No rush cause they'll get there eventually
Kind of like my career and mind state mentally
One route to follow, let's keep rollin'
Desperate junkies and Silverman in New Orleans
Black Elvis, some scenes make you smile
An alligator wrestler that chills for a while
Hold up, is that a manger at the side of the road
Hallucinogenics and ecstasy caps to lighten the load
The high road, not cause of the drugs you take
Cause of the memories you keep, and the friends you make
[Chorus x4: Mad Child & Prevail]
Bright lights, and neon streets that are beyond
My road's the high road, the one you should be on
[Prevail]
The maiden voyage, descriptions of millennial contact
Saved on footage, ships of the street in the summer heat
When rubber meets the hot road, southern rainfall
Weather and slang that change code, highway patrol
Alcohol and Redbull
Mediums mixed with drugs natural and chemical
Immediate freak show plateau where you land individual
Standing in the audience my mouth moves the visual
The difference that will separate mind from brain
Comes only with experience living on the wide open plane
So focus on the questions and the answers and the game
Incredible, the fast lane will have life flash
Unforgettable, as long as I've got my friends it's worth the pain
I've traveled the Earth I've fallen and risen in flames
Driven to view the domain
From the perspective of the young and protected
Camera view overviews my objective overhead projective
Absorbs the milliseconds, kilometers for reference
Speedometers will mark the entrance
We talk to residents who start sentence without reserve
I realize the things I don't need all the things I don't deserve
So I try to live simply in a complicated world
[Chorus x4: Mad Child & Prevail]
[Mad Child]
Broken down engines, cowboys and Indians
[Prevail]
Black Jack gunfights saloons and women
[Mad Child]
Eagles vultures hawks and crows
(Prevail)
Emergency exit at the hospital
[Mad Child]
Rattlesnakes scorpions and rodents
[Prevail]
Ghost towns truck stops and stars explodin'
[Mad Child]
In the wide and open rules apply to no man
[Prevail]
Die from a slow hand
[Mad Child & Prevail]
Live from the low land
[Chorus x4: Mad Child & Prevail]
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