Project Deadman

Yea it's goin down for real now it's your boy Breed and Prozak yea and get a
blade

This pain is going on inside me so what you know about us? (2x)

(MC Breed)
There's seven steps to my attic follow me in
Behind it keep it simple like a violin
Fall in the pit and then you try again
Try again for thinkin your shit can win
'cause you a star livin in the monetary art
Of 10 white uniforms break your jaw
Got you twisted we had a real king but missed it
With all these trigga happy niggas actin like bitches
I'm sick it got me fed up with shit
That's on the real you suckin on my skill like a dick
I hate your family and you can't damage me
You know what I listen to your rap style and no what
No blow up and show no real potential
You but a better with instrumental
Now with this let us redefine this word bitch
'cause all these bitches I know they got dicks

Bitches aint shit the scripts been flipped tonight (Ya'll bitches aint Shit!)
(4x)

(Prozak)
We flip the script and bustin shots
Bustin clips and bustin glocks
Bodies broken and fallin from brawlin
Niggas crawlin
Revenge and retaliation mass murder extermination
You're fightin in your future this 12 guage you're facin
I'm thinkin about the fact my mind is gone
Body battle plans like the Pentagon rockin it til the break of dawn
I'm knockin mother f**kers down like the twin towers
Me and Bootleg and Breed causin death showers
Still venemous with the flow Prozak's about to blow
Cock the hammer back let it go get my dick sucked at the show
Enemies all engulfed in flames shotgun cocks when I blow your brains
Now I'm one will inflict the pain when I diss I say no names

Bitches aint shit the scripts been flipped tonight (Ya'll bitches aint Shit!)
(4x)

(Bootleg)
I know that you jealous of me and my fellas you traitors
Bootleg's the storm that was born to crush all of you haters
So no hesitatin we eliminatin on Dayton
Follow my path in shadows and blood like Satan
1992 when we were screamin f**k cops
Summertime we on the grind what's on my mind just dropped
All I need is 1 mic 2 dykes 3 drinks and more
Don't hate me bitch I done said that before
Gettin tired opf the hokey doke
Disrespect me in anyway I'll bust at your mama while she at kareoke
Cross Prozak once and you'll die twice
F**kin let me whipe my ass with your life
'cause bitch you aint shit

Bitches aint shit the scripts been flipped tonight (Ya'll bitches aint Shit!)
(4x)

Bitches aint shit(4x)

Deadman PDM Project PDM

The sattelite systems attractin the voices barcode
GPS and the radiation from your cellphone
Demon clones chromosomes and yet we all condone
Mass production equals depletion of the ozone

we read your fake ass like a book

PDM tell me what does it mean
Terrifying shit that'll make a mother f**ker scream
A raising of the wicked and self inflicted

Self inflicted this life is self inflicted self inflicted

All your troubles and all you do

Wicked is how I'm depicted arrested but never convicted
Prozak, King Gordy, Tecca Ninna Self Inflicted

ACCESS DENIED

Get a body bag don't cross us or die slow
I'll put those niggas from your hood in a body bag

You better believe that shit is wicked and self inflicted

dead
Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red

The walking dead coinsides with the devil
You see my face penetrating through your mind
My body walks the earth in vein until the end of time

Torture's like the rain through the tunnel
The ground crunches with bones as blood drips in puddles
It's kind of subtle how death embalms you
And cardiac arrest will calm you as the cemetary calls for you

Cock the hammer back let it go get my dick sucked at the show
Enemies all engulfed in flames shotgun cocks when I blow your brains
Now I'm one will inflict the pain when I diss I say no names

Bitches aint shit the scripts been flipped tonight

No rest for the angels no rest for the demons
No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin
No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead
No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head

We're Project Deadman and we're bringin that sound
We're from the murder glove bitch we got issues
We got the wicked shit we'll never let it down
Project Deadman more underground the hell

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Rest in Peace mother f**ker confession will make your soul crush

Nuthin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead

All my f**kin life I been insane
And every f**kin day I feel the blood rain
And everything is saved oh it brings pain
All the wicked brains salvation some taint

It's time to go this mother f**ker's lookin shady
I saw the look in the face as they tried to play me
Get up got the nerve man it's time to go
Your off the tape man lookin like a little hoe
How much shit can a mother f**ker take?
F**k a damn hater I'm lookin for anotherbreak
Gimme reason why you think I gotta stay here
Don't worry man I'm out I got no fear

(Mike E. Clark)
Another year as time goes by
Nuthin changes I don't know why
Everybody's always lookin but they can't take
Everybody's always makin the same mistake
I can sit on this mother f**kin program
Gettin tired need to change gotta go man
I'm goin crazy my minds thinkin about some f**ked up things
My nerves jump every time I hear the phone ring

It's time to go this mother f**ker's lookin shady
I saw the look in the face as they tried to play me
Get up got the nerve man it's time to go
Your off the tape man lookin like a little hoe
How much shit can a mother f**ker take?
F**k a damn hater I'm lookin for anotherbreak
Gimme reason why you think I gotta stay here
Don't worry man I'm out I got no fear

(Mike E. Clark)
I get my money back check it take your f**kin car
Kick your head and snap your neck did I go too far?
You can't touch me I don't care 'cause I'm on top
I saw your momma sellin pussy right down the block
I'm in a mental state I can't cope I need a break
You think I give a f**k the whack shit you bustas make
I got nuthin not shit to lose I'll take your life
Put you in the ground f**k you then I'll kill your wife

Is there any need to solve the problems we make
It doesn't seem to matter when we clean up mistakes

It's time to go this mother f**ker's lookin shady
I saw the look in the face as they tried to play me
Get up got the nerve man it's time to go
Your off the tape man lookin like a little hoe
How much shit can a mother f**ker take?
F**k a damn hater I'm lookin for anotherbreak
Gimme reason why you think I gotta stay here
Don't worry man I'm out I got no fear

Yea if first you don't succeed try a f**kin gain or die. That's right all
night. bitch

Is there any need to solve the problems we make
It doesn't seem to matter when we clean up mistakes

It's time to go this mother f**ker's lookin shady
I saw the look in the face as they tried to play me
Get up got the nerve man it's time to go
Your off the tape man lookin like a little hoe
How much shit can a mother f**ker take?
F**k a damn hater I'm lookin for anotherbreak
Gimme reason why you think I gotta stay here
Don't worry man I'm out I got no fear

(Prozak)
Gonna take it to another level never gonna run with the devil
Don't matter whether rap or metal
My brain grippin like a razorblade pops like a 12 guage
Pumped in the quicker mother f**ker jump
Back to back the preminition of a murder scene
Don't nobody hold on the screen for the unseen
What the f**k is goin on in my brain
God damn this life make me think that I'm insane
Havin visions of a homicide a killa watch the blood spillin
Prozak hell ride wicked villain
Savin the best for last f**k the past
And everlast is life when the guns blast
Boom mother f**kin guns blastin when the hell raise
Better watch your back from the shit that you been sayin late
Underground screamin in pain who's to blame insane
Expensive blood rain sniffin lines of cocaine
Rails apon rail nails apon nails
Light your ass with the flames of god tales
I was so stale your face is so pale
Now life you will kill your soul I impale

All my f**kin life I been insane
And every f**kin day I feel the blood rain
And everything is saved oh it brings pain
All the wicked brains salvation some taint

(Prozak)
What you wanna do battle me? Better pick a strategy
Be up in this bitch you can't handle me
Walkin amongst the dead keep the demons fed
My body parts full of blood red full of led damn
Cardiac arrest the pains up in your chest
Nuthins left but your ladt breath now you may rest in peace
But the beats increase disease the white sheets
The meek inherit the earth for what it's worth middle east
Havin visions of a homicide a killa watch the blood spillin
Prozak hell ride wicked villain
Savin the best for last f**k the past
And everlast is life when the guns blast
The seventh sign you watch your mind happiness you'll never find
I'm lookin mother f**ker for the seventh sign
To the end yuou pretend it's not the end but it is
Havin your fears a deadman lives

(Prozak)
Apocolyptic when I kick the wicked shit
Then I turnt he tables on your fables when I bring it to you
Serve you never knew you tell me what you're gonna do
When my spirit walks right through you
Victim of a homicide involuntary suicide
Mass f**kin genocide human rights don't apply
To this I'll never die for this murder for this
My soul eclipse from death's last kiss

All my f**kin life I been insane
And every f**kin day I feel the blood rain
And everything is saved oh it brings pain
All the wicked brains salvation some taint

A man of god preach does he sell the preach of such a powerful an order. The
spirit of God flows lilke a river through that order. That man that considers
himself an atheist stood up from that audience that night he did not leave.

All my f**kin life I been insane
And every f**kin day I feel the blood rain
And everything is saved oh it brings pain
All the wicked brains salvation some taint

They say that when there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.
This is the Day of the Dead

Nuthin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead
They say there's no rest for the wicked it's the day of the dead
They say that life is self inflicted on the day of the dead
The devil disguised himself as God it's the day of the dead

(Prozak)
They slowly change we walk the earth in search of happiness
Eternal bliss coincides with peace on earth and no conflicts
Think about this life that you call hell and all those things it means
Inside your mind is where you find them screams and broken dreams
Blast rights tell all these people how you livin
Call it Karma 10 fold some out to call it sinnin
Despite your belief 3 sixes are the mark of the beast
The dead increase Project Deadman walks among the deceased
Bodies crawlin from mud victims tainted with blood
Murder victims ressurected from shallow graves in the woods
You thoughts you had it all figured out
When you was young and though you'd never see the day that you faded out
But it's apon us like prophecies of Nostradamus
Truth hurts when it's on us death and disease is chronic
Day of the dead bloodshed don't be misled
Don't be afraid of the shadpw that's cast apon your death bed

Nuthin to fear but your religion on the day of the dead
Controls if you judge and then you burn it's the day of the dead
The evil apon you is what you're preachin on the day of the dead
The hatred towards others is what you're teachin it's the day of the dead

(Prozak)
Ravens circle above the sky turns green
45 seconds of life try to figure out what the f**k it means
A fixiation of your soul emerged in misery
Trying to find someone to blame for life's conspiracies
Judgement wicked is apon us Judgement it is ahead
Judgement it is the device that's built inside your head
Self destruction or self afliction fact or fiction
Emaculate conception or Chrtists crucifiction
Your eyes bleed on bent knees you pray
2 roads collide like suicide the crossroads you lay
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Rest in Peace mother f**ker confession will make your soul crush

Nuthin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead
They say there's no rest for the wicked it's the day of the dead
They say that life is self inflicted on the day of the dead
The devil disguised himself as God it's the day of the dead

PDM See the difference between us and them is we keep it underground and wicked.
Something ya'll don't know nuthin about. All these groups I hear claming
underground. How much you pay that f**kin DJ to spin that? MTV to play that?
That freestyle, how much for that? Hahahaa

(Prozak)
Goin insane my brain refrains from the pain of being lame
Ya'll should be a monopoly and not f**k with this rap game
It's a shame this industry's standards got ya'll tainted
But you're paraded and playded got you devastated and hated
So f**k it so sick of the mainstreams and fantasy pipe dreams
I'm sick of drama queens don't follow me or I'll let these demons outta me
With a vengeance it's a wicked evil presence
Now wanna pretend this aint real like Vacil Prozak's ill
I'm talkin bout NyQuil don't wana drive? Well I will
Strait to hell all because you have to do what thou will
But I am not concerned I hope this lesson's learned
Sit on the edge of the industry dog and watch it burn

It's Project Deadman comin from the underground
Wicked is how we kick it arrested but never convicted
Your time has come this shit is goin down
Your whole life trying to find something real
We're Project Deadman and we're bringin that sound
We're from the murder glove bitch we got issues
We got the wicked shit we'll never let it down
Project Deadman more underground the hell

Project PDM Deadman
Project PDM Deadman
Project PDM Deadman
More underground PDM then mother f**kin hell

(Prozak)
I'm droppin 16 bars leave you with metal scars
Crazy and ran that speaks on rap beats with rock guitars
Bizzare and yet ridiculous it's so maticulous
So sick with this we meditated my crimes aint victimless
F**k how you feel f**k keepin it real F**k the mass appeal
And f**k the same old shit and f**k your record deal
Many have tried but failed now watch their bodies fail
It's Project Deadman more underground then f**kin hell

It's Project Deadman comin from the underground
Wicked is how we kick it arrested but never convicted
Your time has come this shit is goin down
Your whole life trying to find something real
We're Project Deadman and we're bringin that sound
We're fromt he murder glove bitch we got issues
We got the wicked shit we'll never let it down
Project Deadman more underground the hell

You tryin to get inside? Access denied
You'll be leavin in a you'll be leavin in a body bag
You tryin to get inside? Access denied
I am the Deadman walking

Project Deadman. Our pledge to the undergorund is wicked even though life is
self inflicted. And that f**kin beat is how we ripped it. Also deadly to the
underground committed

It's Project Deadman comin from the underground
Wicked is how we kick it arrested but never convicted
Your time has come this shit is goin down
Your whole life trying to find something real
We're Project Deadman and we're bringin that sound
We're fromt he murder glove bitch we got issues
We got the wicked shit we'll never let it down
Project Deadman more underground the hell

I know if you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it's yours.
Chances are it wont come back to you. And if it does, do yourself a favor and
let it go yourself

Poison that's what you are to me
Yea I said poison
This prison is a blessing I don't wanna be free
Why sould I have to pay
'cause you don't like the way I am today

(Prozak)
I know it's f**ked up how I treat ya tellin your mom I used to beat ya
Mistreat ya and how I used to leave ya
Alone home by the phone crying in pain
Stuttering and flinching every time you have to speak my name
Pamphlets about domestic violence
And how you lived this life of pain and misery and anguish and silence
It seems I can't explain my actions and in my absence
You have to see your family's horrified reactions
'cause uh I know they'd lock me up if they could
Makin excuses for me like a trooper girl just like you should
Shattered dreams and expectations
Starin out the window with teary eyes a broken will and lacerations

Poison that's what you are to me
Yea I said poison
This prison is a blessing I don't wanna be free
Why sould I have to pay
'cause you don't like the way I am today

(Prozak)
When we first got together you said that you respected me
Known about my f**ked up childhood but you still accepted me
We took it to that level but sometimes I swear it's like I'm obsessed with the
devil
And these differences that cannot be settled
Everytime we f**k it's out of spite and hatred
Lookin at me like you wish you could kill me that bond is sacred
See I was f**ked from the get go raised like a pit bull
Mental abuse pain and anguish things I can't let go
All I can do in this life is bring you down
Things were much better for you until the day I came around
F**k it I can't take this pain no more
Pistol in my mouth dead body on the floor

PDM Project Deadman Prozak King Gordy MEC

(Prozak)
I sit alone and try to remember why it's obituaries
Diggin up 5 dead bodies so I can play twister and pictionary
Kindy scary how I stay stationary in this monestary
You think it's depressing in the cemetary but it's quite the contrary
Kind of morbid livin in this f**ked up world that we call hell
But will somebody please just tell me what the f**k is that smell
Oh it's our own souls decaying the result of our wicked ways
Like eatin a bowl of thumbtacs with a side of razorblades
Oh no my hands are bleeding a side effect of stigmata
Terrorists crash into buildings and they claimin it's for Allah
But I holler at your religion Muslim Hebrew or Christian
Havin visions and preminitions of mankinds crucifictions
The body of christ compells you 'cause you do what the devil tells you
Drugs and alcohol excell you like a dirty pimp that sells you
But I'm not here to condemn you criticize or offend
These are the prophecies of Project Deadman here to tell you

No rest for the angels no rest for the demons
No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin
No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead
No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head(2x)

(King Gordy)
I hold there for shock obsorbance when I rock the orbit
For what it's worth I am not normal I am dark and morbid
Escape from hell the devil's trackin me down
He wears all black with a crown with shocks and horns he gotta be found
Slip through the cracks in the ground
Died but I'm back as a baby from Iraq
Who learned first to live Allah decide what truth is
I'm a soldier pack through deserts walkin through deserts
You're down with the presence of a ghost lost in the present
Cursed to lurk the earth desolate hurts but then again
Many havn't experienced the pleasure of pain
I pity you you're pitiful perish in flames
The rap version of Kurt Cobain
It's an honor when Manson let's me watch him snort cocaine
Life of a rockstar of fortune and fame
Until we blow out our brains hahahahahaha

No rest for the angels no rest for the demons
No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin
No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead
No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head(6x)

NO REST FOR THE WICKED(2x)

PDM Project PDM Deadman PDM Project PDM Deadman PDM Project PDM Deadman PDM Project PDM Deadman PDM Project PDM D

(Prozak)
Just relax and let it go
Let your heart beat fade away to the sounds of my syllables
Incredible how immeasurable death is innevitable
Mind body and soul inseperable
Until the valley of the shadow of death
Your last request is the pain of health smoke it through your last breath
Judgement day from all those things in the past
We told you life was self inflicted how long you thought it would last?
Huh now the demon's screamin out your name
Walkin parallel the universe is in the rain
It's a shame that it's come to this listen to the snake hiss
Try my friend but you can't run from this
Heaven or hell's flames or purgatory
You're at the crossroads now what's your story
Nevermind man that's none of my business
This is between you and death with life as your witness

(Prozak)
So what becomes of what becomes us
Witness the dark shadows walk amongst us while the darkness still corrupts us
Pain and anguish and dispair
The flames of hell will flicker in the eyes of the demon as he takes you there
Torture's like the rain through the tunnel
The ground crunches with bones as blood drips in puddles
It's kind of subtle how death embalms you
And cardiac arrest will calm you as the cemetary calls for you
Back on earth your body's laid apon this metal table
The spirit watches from above time to end the fable
Embalming fluid is your life's blood
A box made from wood you would cry if you could
But you can't now stiff with rigamortis aint no comin back now
Time stopped to put you back down
Another journey through the darkness of the shadows
Another body on the pile prepare for battle

I might as well share the rest of the bad news with you

(Prozak)
In my dreams I got visions of dead bodies decomposin
Chokin from the smoke from the blast of the explosives
Plastic detonations all my dreams are dramatic
From the womb to the casket my mental thoughts are eratic
A 9mm shot will send your ass to hell
Rigamortis in the church while they ringin the bell
PDM in this bitch on top of the game
Wannabes tryin to be dissin all they claim to fame
It's all the same in the wicked shit but aint nobody wicked
Bitches sellin out like a Superbowl ticket
Mother f**kers rise it's time for a new era
Player hatin faggots got you runnin like Mascara

I look into my eyes and see my brain is dead
Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red
I take more caps and stems and think that I can fly
I take more pills in hopes that one day I will die

(Prozak)
Will I ever break up out of these chains
Of this life of this world of the pain I maintain
And every mother f**ker walkin on this earth cannot be trusted
Demons are screamin as bullets get busted
See so many things in my mind envision homicide
Crimes from different times pathological lies
Mankind's ties to the dark and mysterious
The wicked shit for life my friend is very serious
The streets are listenin
Better watch your back from those dissin decisions
Watch what you say
The vengeance of bullets will hit you some day
Watch where you go
Don't be caught slippin at places you don't know
Everyone dies
Hell's flames ignite when you're dead close your eyes

I look into my eyes and see my brain is dead
Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red
I take more caps and stems and think that I can fly
I take more pills in hopes that one day I will die

Yea Project Deadman bitch Prozak MEC mother f**ker Self inflicted yea
representin wicked shit for life yea. We invented this shit I thought you knew?
2000 and forever f**kers.

And let the, and let the games begin DAYTON FAMILY 2004. From the mother f**kin
Dayton Family. And that nigga Prozak.

(Shoestring)
Murder is my hobby aint nuthin more sloppy
You f**kin with us then we'll be baggin up your body
The hand that rocked the cradle will stab a nigga fatal
I bust a shot and left a nigga in the table
Chase you through the castle I'll hang you like a lasso
Whip out the guage on his ass I don't ask no
Bodies they be fallin killas they be brawlin
Niggas comin big I'm choppin em down til they crawli
Put you in a body bag hit you with the 44 mag
I'll search you out and watch a mother f**ker choke and gag
What the f**k you thought this was nigga I aint gotta lie
Whoever cross Shoestring and Prozak them bitches die
Niggas know we gutted out all them hoes we runnin out
They tried to hide but them bitches they get hunted out
Aint nobody runnin up bodies steady turnin up
And those snitches from your hood they was burnin up

Body bag f**k all you bitches you all die
For f**kin with that gangsta when he high
You'll be leavin in a body bag Dayton Ave Gorillas
Murder for skrilla f**k any nigga
Bring that bitch a Body bag when I come I bring terror
Runny mascara f**k em all it's our era
Get a body bag don't cross us or die slow
I'll put those niggas from your hood in a body bag

(Prozak)
You better believe that shit is wicked and self inflicted
45 automatic to your dome and now you uplifted
I got the glocks cocked and Bootleg got the buckshot
And Shoestring with the 12 guage put your ass in the grave plot
With blood clots and gun shots the church bells be ringin
I'm out of my mind I'm out of control and my head just keeps spinning
I know I'll pay someday but f**k it anyway
I'm homicidal and my thoughts be full of disaray
I'm takin it to another level of midwest style
We drinkin the redruM while ya'll be sippin crystal
Prevented how mother f**kers out there be dissin
I stare at my reflection and the pool of blood glistens
So listen close to the words that I prophesize
A victim of genocide killed off in a killas eyes
It's Prozak and The DTF bitch you mad at me?
Whats on my mind is a mother f**kin tootin spree

Body bag f**k all you bitches you all die
For f**kin with that gangsta when he high
You'll be leavin in a body bag Dayton Ave Gorillas
Murder for skrilla f**k any nigga
Bring that bitch a Body bag when I come I bring terror
Runny mascara f**k em all it's our era
Get a body bag don't cross us or die slow
I'll put those niggas from your hood in a body bag

(Bootleg)
Mother f**k the gimmick I get mine how I live it
Once I get it I cut through the middle like Emmit
I'm in it to win it never drop the ball in the scrimage
Denis the menace set the wall on fire when I finish
Too late for repentance facin this natural life sentance
Murder 1 for bustin at bitches with my handgun
Jack told me bust back and ask questions later
Thats why I'm hardly f**kin with it out the Navigator
Since I was 14 years old I been out of control
The rental smash them bitches into telephone polls
And I'm a natural born ghetto boy refusin to pump
F**k school f**k curfew f**k homework
I'm out my mind and I stay high until the sun go down
Homicide to suicide they make the world go round
So ask your mother f**kin Mammy did I hurt her
What's on my mind it's a mother f**kin murder nigga

Body bag f**k all you bitches you all die
For f**kin with that gangsta when he high
You'll be leavin in a body bag Dayton Ave Gorillas
Murder for skrilla f**k any nigga
Bring that bitch a Body bag when I come I bring terror
Runny mascara f**k em all it's our era
Get a body bag don't cross us or die slow
I'll put those niggas from your hood in a body bag

Tech N9ne Prozak King Gordy Acess Denied

(Prozak)
All of my life I been denied 7 days attempted suicide
Remained alive isolated trapped in my mind
Confined in prisons by visions of multiple killings
I tried to fit in different cliqs preps jocks starter chicks
So what the f**k I'm tryin to find a place to call my home
9th grade trial by jury only 16 years old
Found not guilty back in '93 victim of society
Hatred and mass murder thoughts inside of me
My mind explodes into a paradox of pain
It's all insane with player haters speakin my name in vein
Underground rap game king 9 millimeter brains
Fling cover your mouth and your thing
From Detroit to KC f**k the industry
Because they hate me you wanna be but you can't be me
Wicked is how I'm depicted arrested but never convicted
Prozak, King Gordy, Tecca Ninna Self Inflicted

ACCESS DENIED(4x)

(Tech N9ne)
I don't make my music for no mother f**king whites
I don't make my music for no mother f**king blacks
To keep Ninna's product steady runnin off the shelf
I make my music for my mother f**king self
F**k the industry with dicks stuffed with Hennesy
And 151 with a torch on the tip and then bust on the enemy
Positive imagery you cannot change me
You got that hate I'll take that beat and flip it strangely
The major labels did not know what to do with me
You knew I was crazy if you went to school with me
Created a king kong becaus I sing songs
Got hoes and labels swingin on ding dongs
World wide respected
Devil Boy said we aint kissing no mother f**kin ass to be accepted
That's what I'm talking bout rap is revived
You're trying to get inside Access Denied

ACCESS DENIED(6x)

(King Gordy)
How many times must you die just to live?
Suicide's on your mind so you kill
Your whole life trying to find something real
Your whole life is confined tight and sealed
Would you lie to me Christ 'cause you will?
By his mind put you right where I live
Eternal nights the lights are in hell
Soldiers eyes were all blinded by shells
You are spineless can't fight your own fears
Time is nice you are dying in years
Why am I crucified by my peers?
As a child trying to hide my own tears
But keep my pride despite how I feel
With the knife deep inside it's a thrill
Gordy, Prozak, and Tech N9ne is so ill
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All your troubles and all you do
All the evil you put out comes back to you

(Prozak)
It's just another day for me I'm askin ya'll to pray for me
My life is wounded fatally you might as well just say to me you hated me
And I can comprehend and understand it
That I was the most f**ked up and selfish person on the planet
And granted I know I can't go travel back in time
Never the less explain my suicide through wicked rhymes
Living this life through many different phases as it takes me
And it's my own demise and through my eyes I let it break me
And my salvation lies apon the bottom of a bottle
Drugs and alcohol flow through my system full throttle
Let me tell you something about this life that you don't cherish
You only live it once and through them hands you let it perish
This life is self inflicted

Self inflicted this life is self inflicted self inflicted

All your troubles and all you do
All the evil you put out comes back to you
Theres no forgiveness can't take your soul
The hell you made is your life and it carries on

All your troubles and all you do
All the evil you put out comes back to you

(Prozak)
With all this pain in life I'm going through
What the f**k you gonna do when this fate decides to come back on you
You realize your life has been self inflicted
From the pain that you livin until the end of your visit on this earth
For what it's worth when your life don't mean shit
And all them lies that you tellin it's a bottomless pit
You hate yourself for those things in life you never made right
And all those people that you cheated in the midst of the night
Right from wrong you made a difference had your chance and then blew it
You took everything you could from everybody and abused it
Certain situations in life you never forget
And on your tombstone the only thing it'll read is regret

Self inflicted this life is self inflicted self inflicted

All your troubles and all you do
All the evil you put out comes back to you
Theres no forgiveness can't take your soul
The hell you made is your life and it carries on

All your troubles and all you do
All the evil you put out comes back to you

(Prozak)
Why's everybody always seeing that sad song
Afraid to be themselves in this life afraid to hold on
To what they know as they self made reality
So we pushin even further to the edge of insanity
And that baggage that you carry with ya and now it's time
And the demons they will come to get ya
You feel it split you in half
You feel the wrath like a ghost from the past
The wrong path you collapsed from the shock of the aftermath
And all the time you wasted and now it's time to face it
You're full of panic anxiety and eternal hatred
It's kinda funny bout this life that we live
And terror remains positive and actions stay negative

All your troubles and all you do
All the evil you put out comes back to you
Theres no forgiveness can't take your soul
The hell you made is your life and it carries on

All your troubles and all you do
All the evil you put out comes back to you

(Prozak)
All of my life I been a victim of this corporation
Devestation across this nation filled with comtemplation
And now I'm manic depressed paranoid and obsessed
Compulsive I am afraid so I will buy impulsive
A perfect puppet of political propaganda
Prozak is droppin bombs like the Cuban Missile Crisis havana
The sattelite systems attractin the voices barcode
GPS and the radiation from your cellphone
Demon clones chromosomes and yet we all condone
Mass production equals depletion of the ozone
Consumerism causin death to organisms
Mainly human and animal the war machine is cannibal

Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep If I should die
before I wake I pray the lord my soul to take

And now we're running out of time
We must be out our f**king minds
This country's built on corporate lies
How many soldiers had to die die die die die(2x)

(Prozak)
Military intelligence 2 words combined that can't make sense
JFK's brains blown through the future present and past tense
Everyone with an accent be on the FBI's hit list
Homeland security an excuse to rule with an irony fist
Like Joseph Stalin economy collapsin bodies fallin
Terrorist threats being called in United Nation whos all in
Seek and destory a nation leaving mental scars and abrations
For the purpose of self props and televised standing ovations
More monsters ovulating designed to justify the craving
Society salavating while the M16's are penetrating
The end result of this life concludes that we will all soon die
Radiation and flames mushroom clouds in the sky

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of Consumerism and to the
republic for which it stands one nation indivisibble with liberty and justice
for all

And now we're running out of time
We must be out our f**king minds
This country's built on corporate lies
How many soldiers had to die die die die die(2x).

(Mike E. Clark)
You wanna fight bitch then that's just what the f**k we'll do
Like the shit you hearin bitch we'll turn you black and blue
We on that other now I thought you f**kin knew that
We're hear to stay bitch nah we aint comin whack
We got the power now the soldiers on the other side
The tables turned now bitch you want a f**kin ride
Get in my face with the stupid shit you must be high
I'm tired of lookin at ya now it's time for you to die

And now we're running out of time
We must be out our f**king minds
This country's built on corporate lies
How many soldiers had to die die die die die(4x)