With A Vengeance

[Verse 1]:
UrthBoy said I'm going to Hell, I say fuck that
I'm gonna live forever with Alice Cullen and Lestat
Drain these veins and replace 'em with immortality
So, I can remain chained here to stalk humanity
A wolf on the mic; product of your twilight
The verbal equivalent of that shadow in the night
Yeah, Freddy got nothin' on me, I'm here when ya wake
Grab that stake, my heart's replaced with my fate
Whatever Hip Hop is, when it's not the beat or spittin'
Whatever ya seein' and feelin' without all the bitchin'
Whatever you can grab when the music has stopped
Whatever, however ya grab it I'm still unstoppable
Ya say bull, yeah, wave that red flag
Did ya know it symbolises defiance and battle, nah man
Ya wanna battle me? Put the mic down
I ain't a battle MC... I'm a wicked clown
That's right, I'm a J-U-double-G-A-L-O!
Ha ha! Welcome to the show
We got rides and side shows, freeks and low blows
Haters hatin' but we fade 'em with a hatchet to their dome
To those who in the know: mad respect
And for those who wanna know but don't know what to expect
Don't fret; chance is, you're already one of us
Just forget the theatrics; get up and bust a nut
Fuck 'em!
They afraid, they're society's bitches!
Pull the plug and nevermind the glitches
The Matrix lost me halfway through the second
So, I make my own way and I make my own ending
And begin again to live again with a vengeance
Through the trenches and lyrical adventures
I'm Down with the Clown, so, fuck all the rest
Put me to the test, I'll put a dagger to ya breast
[Chorus]:
Stuck with this view: black and white, no limelight
He writes with hate with a mind full of hindsight
Reality bites, he bites back with a vengeance
Dish served cold and raw; he gonna cleanse this
Drag the waters with an oar for the slaughter
Rhetorik to raid; daddies, lock up ya daughters
They cryin' wolf but he is really just a man
With his finger on the pulse of his world's master plan
[Verse 2]:
No conflict of conscience, I rep' the DC
What I am is who I am and who I'll be when I'm set free
A child of the night ever dwellin' vespertine
Ululatin' like a wolf, chill like a villain in ya dream
A scream is music so I take it and use it
Ya body's like a mic 'cause I like to abuse it
Juggaloism channelled like remote control
Push a button and I'll blow like Iraqi souls
Droppin' bombs along with the beat; bass quakin' in ya street
Get the dead moshin' up and out from under ya feet
With a vengeance for past discretion
I'm the embodiment of Karma; here's ya first and last lesson
I'm starving... with the hunger of a wolf-pack
Aimin' at bringin' the vibe of the wolf back
Step back, I'm on the war-path lookin' for a meal
A devil with a fiddle in the middle of a battlefield
Underestimate me, I'll show you my Chi
Listen, look and learn and taste a venom when I speak
A flame when I breathe and a strut when I walk
Penetrate when I gaze and a fuckin' scary stalk
What exactly is it that you don't understand?
What is it ya hate about ya fellow man?
Nevermind, I don't care 'cause I'm here to say
That despite all of y'all, I'm happy and you're gay
Ooh, see what I did there? Nah, probably not
Too busy bloggin' goin' on about what?
Want somebody new to show disrespect?
Here's Rebel Rhetorik with his face fresh
And a hatchet smashin' through computer screens
Wanna be a man? Come and see me on the fuckin' streets
It's been a while since I been down in the dirt
I'll do my best for you; come and get hurt
[Chorus]:
Stuck with this view: black and white, no limelight
He writes with hate with a mind full of hindsight
Reality bites, he bites back with a vengeance
Dish served cold and raw; he gonna cleanse this
Drag the waters with an oar for the slaughter
Rhetorik to raid; daddies, lock up ya daughters
They cryin' wolf but he is really just a man
With his finger on the pulse of his world's master plan
[Verse 3]:
Matt Elite on the beat, DSP on the MIC
For the Juggalo Fami-lee
Comin' straight outta Bendi-gee with a vengeance
For all the haters hatin' on we
Click, click, boom, hippety hop, gimme room
'Cause I part 'em like Moses but lead to doom
Let ya know at high noon it's too late to escape ya fate
I come from under the ground with a mixtape
Real 2 Reel, that reel feels like entrails
Hey, Pig, I'm rap's Nine Inch Nails
Line 'em up, bite, chew, suck
Away the tender parts; I don't give a fuck
Say I get my style from the meanest emcees
But I listen more to Pantera and Hatebreed
A demon seed, Hip Hop fiend but when the music stops
Forget lyrical, it's physical bomb drops
'Cause I can only say so much and ya gettin' on my nerves
And broken jaws don't come from a verse
So respect or walk away, respect or start to pray
A rebel with a cause and the force to bring on Judgement Day
[Bridge x2]:
It's my world, get rid of ya pop shit
Rebel Rhetorik in effect, ya little bitch
Bendigo Kollect infectin' like subliminal
DSP in the building like a criminal
Empty the register, hands in the sky
Face on the ground while the Carnival arise
Give me ya ID so I know ya name
And with this act insane I'm gonna bring us all fame
[Chorus]:
Stuck with this view: black and white, no limelight
He writes with hate with a mind full of hindsight
Reality bites, he bites back with a vengeance
Dish served cold and raw; he gonna cleanse this
Drag the waters with an oar for the slaughter
Rhetorik to raid; daddies, lock up ya daughters
They cryin' wolf but he is really just a man
With his finger on the pulse of his world's master plan