Tristan - 8 Bit Ma**acre lyrics

[Verse 1: C. Goody] Phantom of the Arcaic Opera, Necro Ex-Mortis is the diary Twisted Schizo entries aren't even on the same high as me Your laws never applied to me, lived in my own world since day one 8 Bit, Deep Abyss, hi-hats, dope drums Independence After Earth, I know that crash is ghastly I am Jack, I am Gatz, I am 50 Shades of Nasty So appalled, Pain Olympics, self-mutilate, it's ugly Can't be unseen, Crystal Castles, how can you UnTrust Me? Minnesota Wrecking Crew, One Man Gang, Best of You Gets ruined by this Foo Fighter turning you into a vegetable Damage is instrumental, Cardiac Arrest inside of the mental You must have flunked out of school, your rhymes don't match the principal Boogey's the name, don't wear it out, been chillin' in a therapist's mouth Minnesota's the place, but it sounds so South, Coast roots take into account Of what I do on the M-I-C, Verbal Assa**in Master Blaster 1-Up, no lives, Master Chief, k**mageddon, 8-Bit Crusher