Swollen Members - Sound Burial lyrics

[Hook: Prevail] My stereo buries your stereo It's a sound burial when I talk I sound imperial My stereo buries your stereo It's a sound burial when I talk I sound imperial My stereo buries your stereo It's a sound burial when I talk I sound imperial My stereo buries your stereo It's a sound burial when I talk, when I talk [Verse One: Prevail] Then I mock Competition, them I drop They just wishin', that I'd stop Like a western, Deadwood shot My profession, they don't talk One condition, when I rock [Hook] [Verse Two: Prevail] Twelve o'clock, red eye flight, dead of night Set my sights on the city of lights Give me that mic, believe in that hype Believe me I'm right A pretty young lady trying to give me advice Hit the mile high club, you gotta feel the height For real it's tight Right there, that's what I like Energy spikes, party ignites They wild and fight, the whole crowd out loud proudly recites That... [Hook] [Verse Three: Mad Child]: I'm the Mad Child to make murderous material Wake up in the morning and I eat my cereal Serial murderer, that's why I'mma murder ya That's right I'm a master have to ask I never heard of ya Bad man standing on the corner of 33rd Flip a couple birds because I prefer to do my dirty work Dangerous in solitude I will demolish you Dudes don't want to rendezvous when I'm not fond of you I've been through it, I'm into it You influence You ain't done it I soul stunted You got a small group of stupid friends who pretend Me? I got a big group of super men that you can't duplicate We worldwide, do some girl/guy cookie movers I'm from Vancouver we move ma** units and flip bricks Thousand keys across the boarder even when the sh**'s thick sh** I'mma buy fame kid Hop on my train Hip hop, try again I spit rock from fire brains Spike metal ball on an iron chain Cry in vain [Hook] [Verse Four: Mad Child] I was born and raised to go out on a stage Explode into a rage and go out in a blaze I was born and raised to go out on a stage Explode into a rage and go out in a blaze That's what's happenin' when Mad Child is rappin' in the place to be You can't f** with me, face it G I'm especially fresh to d**h, there's no replacing me I'm basically the best, no escaping us I'm papered up If he's actin' like a stupid f** duck, tape him up Life, we don't make it up Take, until I make enough God, what have I become? Some young dumb idiot Tried to step up and get up in my meridian And that's when I get mad That's when I get rid of 'em That's cause they was on the same same bullsh** again [Hook]