Shane Bunting - My Advice lyrics

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Shane Bunting - My Advice lyrics

[Scratch Hook] (x4) My advice is to you Think twice [Verse 1] Prevail I'm noting short of incredible My make up of chemical makes me a two legged animal who conquers like Hannibal Cannonball, my tentacle crushes your mandible. immalleable Metal things wound in one round What a one pound sound advice, while he pounds you in the ground I walk crooked like Tender ten When engage to defend it's a dead end And you could end up with a dead friend Then again you never know who lurks around the bend I speak backwards with a top spin to shatter your abdomen Before you clue to whats happening The lights go dim My mind's a grenade. My mics a pin And you can get torn from limb to limb My advice [Scratch Hook] (x4) My advice is to you Think twice [Verse 2] Madchild My advice is beware of an Identity crisis My advice is priceless. I'm as precise as a brain surgeon Scalpel devices. No lightness I'm twice as sharp as a ma** murderers meat clever that dices A Shogun warrior's samurai sword that slices Execution as black axe attacks the nicest I'm painting ill imagery with blood and guts The ice is melting Skulls laced An escape watch Jesus Christ is, hung at the cross All holocaust. Paradise is lost Nothing suffices. Drink with iron ices To forget about the future, electrician splices Lie lifeless You couldn't take what my advice is [Scratch Hook] (x4) My advice is to you Think twice [Verse 3] Prevail I'm from the widest range of strangers My sights are locked in aim Now claim the world wide stretch so I can never be tamed I'm immune to the plague of people that get played I always where a collar to hide my razor blades Trap no-fill brigades, hit the field in the morning Now the whole family's mourning cause they didn't Heed the warning I'm a sight, seldom scene. Candy man Cabrini green I'm a cla**ic in A major, Only ba**ets know where I've been [Verse 4] Madchild The price you can't afford All praise the lord Evidence is Sensei with the double edged sword White lightning strikes. Earth shakes and cracks Black magic attacks and packs of battleaxe Zodak transforms into a fire breathing dragon Rocks the fresh burners, the sickest attacking I choose form of ninja. Knives and nunchuckers So run for the hills you stupid motherf**ers [Scratch Hook] (x6) My advice is to you Think twice

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