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'Til the chain fences are broken (riot)

'Til the dentist's work is all rotten (riot)

'Til they know what's been spoken (riot)

'Til I am dead and forgotten (riot)

'Til the crowd just goes quiet (riot)

'Til then we'll just... riot (RIOT!)



TK

Break down 'em chain links, we do more than just say things, you would swear it's all cra-zy, maybe just may-be, been like this since I was a ba-by; just went against the rules like I thought I was brought up to do, became a rapper to be a badass advocator. Schwarzenegger would agree of me being like a rap Terminator. You got hurt? Suck it up, I do not cater. Riot against the assholes, yeah, fuck the haters. Controversial? No, kill debaters, fill out warranties on me, will ya? Burn your papers. You think I'm a monster from a swamp, say "later gator!". You fell for my trap of lyrics, I'm a master baiter. Your bruises, look at em, they look like craters. Blew the fuck up, like I'm a damn grenadier. Hit the climax of the song, fast escalator. I don't need a butler to serve ya, yeah, damn a waiter. Time to attack, I'm alien; it's time to invade ya!



'Til the chain fences are broken (riot)

'Til the dentist's work is all rotten (riot)

'Til they know what's been spoken (riot)

'Til I am dead and forgotten (riot)

'Til the crowd just goes quiet (riot)

'Til then we'll just... riot (RIOT!)



Take arms and armor, picket signs, pick off picket fences, it's a wicked offense. (But don't ya dig it?) what's next? (Is it rigg-ed?) Oh yes, it's as if ignorance is bliss. (Tim's annoyin') I guess, but hey, isn't it a jest, this little game of effin' chess, want me to give it a rest? Want me to leave like Nixon; a pest? How am I gonna be fixin' this mess? Shots fired at me; you missed. Get a scope on it and try at my head next! I'm never gonna end when I'm still at my best. Pull a knife on me, I'll pull a rifle on you. Ya want a bar fight with me when I have a crowbar right of me, wanna try pulling bullshit on me? Bull, I'm Red with anger, fly like an energy drink, so what do I think? When I sit down and write out another motherfucking thing, laughing at you suckers that hate my shit; here's my ass, pucker up! Another one, you'd think I'm bad to the bone, a TK mix of gangrene and being angry, turn green and see me so incredible, it's inevitable, we'll rock the place 'til the walls collapse, brought the house down fast, rose the roof like gas. Get back to the crowd, let's blast!



'Til the chain fences are broken (riot)

'Til the dentist's work is all rotten (riot)

'Til they know what's been spoken (riot)

'Til I am dead and forgotten (riot)

'Til the crowd just goes quiet (riot)

'Til then we'll just... riot (RIOT!)



Call shotgun in my ride, get sawed off in the side, what, I thought you wanted to die?! I'm haunted by my thoughts every night, I pondered the light; took the lightswitch and yanked it outta the wall, bursting circuits, bat batteries to batter, break glass, how can I get seven years bad luck?! What I die, getting run over by a damn truck?! I'll seize the semi, resize and ignite it, piss out the flames with my name in it. What's in a name; fuck going by TK; I'll go by The Con-Artist Formerly Known As Mit. I keep saying "we" when I'm the only one here, ain't I backed? Am I maniac, a whacked braniac, insane and masked, disdaining rap? Or am I on top, top dog, non stop, a god, with a chainsaw, the pain's raw, still an insane dawg when the blades' gone. No matter what, I am violent, I will not leave and go in silence, I'll guide you around; I'm a pilot, fuck it now, I'M A ONE-MAN-RIOT!

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