Introduction to Mayhem Songtext
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Introduction to Mayhem Songtext
Little acts, little deeds for little minds
I′m a breed, I'm a breed of my own kind
Attitude, gratitude, I let that shit carry me
And do it every day, until the motherfuckers bury me
And you think we dress and we act strange
To unchanged the words that we exchange
Take a deep breath, try to leave that shit unsaid
And step on the stage where I unleash the hatred
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Out of my way, out of my way
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Get out of my way!
Get the fuck up!
Hypocrites, politics and democracy
Governments overran by hypocrisy
There they go, there they go
All in my business, sellin' their souls, and they ask for forgiveness
And I think everybody better come clean, and raise up to the wrongs that are happening
Take a deep breath, try to leave that shit unsaid
And step on the stage where I unleash the hatred
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Out of my way, out of my way
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin′ to?
Get out of my way!
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Out of my way, out of my way
Know who the fuck that you're talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Get out of my way!
(Now who shall be able to be able to stand)
(Now that's a good question, who shall be able to stand)
Yeah!
Yeah!
I′m a breed, I'm a breed of my own kind
Attitude, gratitude, I let that shit carry me
And do it every day, until the motherfuckers bury me
And you think we dress and we act strange
To unchanged the words that we exchange
Take a deep breath, try to leave that shit unsaid
And step on the stage where I unleash the hatred
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Out of my way, out of my way
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin' to?
Get out of my way!
Get the fuck up!
Hypocrites, politics and democracy
Governments overran by hypocrisy
There they go, there they go
All in my business, sellin' their souls, and they ask for forgiveness
And I think everybody better come clean, and raise up to the wrongs that are happening
Take a deep breath, try to leave that shit unsaid
And step on the stage where I unleash the hatred
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Out of my way, out of my way
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin′ to?
Get out of my way!
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck motherfucker
Get buck, get buck, get buck
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Out of my way, out of my way
Know who the fuck that you're talkin' to?
Know who the fuck that you′re talkin′ to?
Know who the fuck that you're talkin′ to?
Get out of my way!
(Now who shall be able to be able to stand)
(Now that's a good question, who shall be able to stand)
Yeah!
Yeah!
Writer(s): Bobby Burns, Jason Luttrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

