Sound Burial(Explicit) - Swollen Members

Sound Burial (Explicit) - Swollen Members
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
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
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
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
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
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
Mass units and flip bricks
Thousand keys across the boarder
Even when the sh*t's thick
Sh*t 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
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
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**k with me face it G
I'm especially fresh to death
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**k 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 b******t again
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