Lyrics Swollen Members

Swollen Members

Cold Sweat

A whisper of death stirred the house

And it screamed "Murder, Murder!"

I'mma murder anybody in the whole room

I'mma murder anybody, I control doom

You should see inside my mind, that's where trolls loom

I've been a crazy little bastard since home room

Angelic elegance and devious behaviour

Feel a bit unwanted, parents leave you with your neighbors

I'm spitting tiger style, mixing up my martial arts

Every line is partially dark, known for saying harsh remarks

The kids just can't control the wordplay like we can

The weekends, used to roll deep like Puerto Ricans

But now I'm fuckin' older, rhymes are bolder and I roll dolo

Half crazy, walk the streets at night like old hobos

Dressed in black like I am Johnny Cash or lost lobos

Lost robo, middle of the black lagoon

Ready to attacks while I am crackin' on you whack baffoons

Wake up in a cold sweat, middle of the afternoon

Thoughts are suicide and homicide but I'll be laughing soon

Cackling like a jackal with these accolades attacking you

Killer on the run, not a killer with a gun

But I'm dangerous as fuck, when I'm angry better run

This is not a pseudonym, this is not an alias

I'm actually unstable with the cable round my radius

More than just a minor threat

Only feeling order when I'm caught up in a spider web

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Ghosts and goblins, deeper than the ocean bottom

Close to god but life is full of mostly problems

If we standing in proximity, it means you're overshadowed

Snake eyes and storm shadow, smooth blade sword handle

Next comes the laser plus the taser, bust the razor out

Feels like I'm call of duty, always in a horror movie

Blood is ruby red in color, I love making music brother

Count how many skulls we've have adorned the front of album cover

Dracula's the king still, we're black crows, you're duckbills

Wolf man reveal that the full moon, war wounds

Harpoons and missiles, it's a throwback till it goes black

Where is this? Floating out in space, relayed the distance

Light cycles, trons uprising, witness resistance

Life cycles deres, I'm no programs, no questions

I'm destined for more lessons

Congestion on the viaduct

Too much rap traffic, rolling over them in Chevy truck

350 engine type, the boat header rumbles nice

Float em face in moat water, they let go of life

Depart ya like an arrow from an archer, split the target frame

Survival of the fittest, walking dead, we do more than maim

Arrival in this game was long ago, we've still got more to claim

Arrival in this game was long ago, we've still got more to claim

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