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Verse one:

Napalm lyrics, bombs are armed
Aftermath arms are gone
Sprinkle burn cream like parmesan
Better keep your armor on
Death machine bathed in armor-all
Shoulders shoot cannonballs
At your roster do a roll call
It's all or nothin' mas o menos
You lose lots before you lose a little
Stainless steel still holds riddles
MC's legs break like peanut brittle
To me the best plays second fiddle
Play ak violins at your vigil
Slice throats use symbols as sickles
Weapons draw at the drop of nickles
I'm pro choice abort crews with missiles
Spit cruise missiles music cripples
Your insides runny like the sniffles
Bullets at work wounds whistle
Buckshot moves more then calypso
To get it crackin' like nabisco
Spittin' cyanide clear as crystal
Gas mask needed I'm official

Verse two:

Welcome to thunder dome
Conquistadors swing swords of stone
The riddle of steel is flesh and bone
Blitzkrieg to a metranome
Pain only war veterans know
The best gladiator since Russel CroweI
Imperealistic tension makes muscles grow
Juggernaut on human growth hormone
Victories essence is my cologne
You use body parts to pay loans
Sledgehammer time breaks toes
Either shake fast or step slow
Days of future past time echoes
Behind every Mr. Hyde is a Dr. Jekyll
An old fashioned bludgeoning is retro
Metal to the face worse then Destro
Every punch line is a deathblow
You leak sauce your noodles presto
Gatling gun on meth and espresso
Take rapid fire to new thresholds
Crush beats Roman Greco
Weapon of mass destruction from the get go
Klitchko hands heavy when i let go

Verse three:

Something wicked comes this way a grim future
Winds of war blew in storm troopers
Waiting to kill yourself like loopers
Get razor cut by sharpshooters
Your happy to be first losers
Losing limbs last one to get sutured
Rocking skinnys you were born neutered
Left splattered behind the El Super
Lookin' like soup or salad
Right hooking ya looking glass jaw it's Alice
Off with ya head to the moon uppercut with mallets

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from THE INEVITABLE CONSEQUENCES OF​.​.​., track released December 4, 2013
Produced & mixed by The Premonist
Lyrics written & performed by Judgement
Geist Audio Records 2013

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Judgement Phoenix, Arizona

Originally a member of the collective supergroup The Society of Invisibles (T.S.O.I.)

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