place Machine Man's running - you wanna try Machine Man's coming - you're gonna die Machine Man - Machine Man's coming Machine Man - Machine Man's
about telling me the reason why you come to sees me' He said "I'm sure you heard of the machine Well we convine conserving this destruction and we've
.kill. the reaper of death is a silicone brain the last plague is progress leperous reign from master to slave we soon shall fall tech.no.logic.kill.
You're down with Necro, be loyal Or get strangled with a scarf til you barf What goes around recoils My conversation disects you like operation My obligation is to kill nazis with concentration - kill
how they feel At least it's not your son On the killing fields Euphemisms Breakout At a pace giving show The wheels of mass destruction In your head are
quarters of slaughters Tell ya sons and daughters Behind the closed doors it's an old wise man With the power of destruction at the palm of his hand Understand
talk to me If I became Time I'd wonder how long would I last? And would the future never happen if I became the past? If I was currency I would proudly kill
politics of...evil destruction and world evolution, total corruption and world revolution, you say vicious, i say charming what the fuck let's have a party, war machine
find this man Fighting wars in the desert On the TV sets across the land Deep beneath the sands To get that black load up to fill the cans Killing common
A ravenous destruction of all civilian resilience A blackened way on this blackened day The ultimate grimness Organized with militant precision An amoral killing
a survival breed Destroy with deflagration I have one track it's to kill You'll never stop me Running my evil way With radioactivity My machine comes
Yeah!!! AOWWWW, AOWWWW! [Chorus: repeat 2X] Sometimes I'm my own worst ENEMY With friends like y'all, the fuck needs ENEMIES? I beat, I stab, I kill
him behind no remorse let him die Steelwinged savage reaper Face of destruction and danger Steelwinged savage reaper Man eating killing machine Roaring
they feel At least it's not your son On the killing fields Euphemisms Breakout At a pace giving show The wheels of mass destruction In your head are
first flashing her purse with a heat stealth They call me Jean McCoy, the beast in me employed To ploy deplorable through audible destructive actions
this struggle The razor voice, flavor choice steam, redeem We feelin' calmly now to dominate the scene The grass more green, attack speed demon The cliffhanger vaccine, man in machine