Released on September 21, 2004

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[Intro: Necro]

Whip out y-y-y-y-your Metallica from my hip and blast some Megadeth at you


[Verse 1: Necro]

I won't accomplish shit by givin', I'm takin', I'm driven towards oblivion

Rapin', chop you 'til you the opposite of livin'

My topics are sickenin'

Chop your topless tits 'til you're a Necropolis victim

You wanna rap? Don't

You would if you could but you can't so you won't

You bend, you clone, I cut off your hand, leave rap alone

I have a virtue bein' able to coerce you into havin' a razor insert through your wrist vein

Death is what you pursue

I ordinarily love bashing cats with bats

Now you're buried in bugs, then attacked by rats

Die for me, inquiry, of my schizo diaries

Undeniably a path to a higher chi

Peep the psychiatry, flooded with terminology

Vermin follow me, slice off your skin, practice dermatology

You're over-sensitive, well I represent what offensive is

Blendin' appendages, giving purpose to the forensics biz


[Chorus: John Tardy]

Empowered

Lights gone

Willpower

Yeah (yeah)

I am the living, the dead


[Verse 2: Necro]

I got the answers for the unexplainable

But they're unobtainable

Until your brain is pulled out of your cranial

You homos, must be fiendin' to see your own blood on your own clothes

I'm so cold, I'll put you in a chokehold

I'm all about the swords

You used to be sick, well now you're cured

Shout out the Lord, as the gunpowder is poured

For every positive, is negative, it's relative

For every piece of cake you digest, there's someone that won't get to live

Your face is slashed like you crashed in your car

And blast gash through your flesh, when you smash into the window fast

Once you sell out, you're dead

You're crucified to a billboard

Number one with a bullet in your head

You fuckin' trannies, you switched up like Marv Albert

You couldn't handle the pressure of the business and bitched up

I'll knock your fronts out, kid, I'll pull the guns out

I need some room to breathe, I'll cut your lungs out


[Chorus: John Tardy]

Empowered

Lights gone

Willpower

Yeah (yeah)

I am the living, the dead


[Bridge: Necro]

Whip out y-y-y-y-your Metallica from my hip and blast some Megadeth at you

Whip out y-y-y-y-your Metallica from my hip and blast some Megadeth at you


[Guitar solo]