Parental Advisory 2.0 Lyrics

Shut the fuck up son

'Cos we gonna bring this sickness back

Get under the skin 'n' infect the innocent

Burn 'em to ash

Blast back with a backdraft 'n' ignite 'n' surpass

I drew first blood 'n' I'll get the last laugh

I'm quicker than quick fast, co-starrin' in this last act

Watchin' the awestruck amass, en masse, eyes black, jaws slack

It's Matt the master of massacre, metamorphoses the damager to savage you

Transform 'n' evolve, I'm smashin' barriers, like Anima

Do I panic you, you amateur

Find a new planet to inhabit

A rappin' addict rappin' back at you

Not askin' you, I'm tellin' you that when I'm dead 'n' gone

There'll still be someone here to bury you - 12 Gage

I've mutated, I've duplicated, replicated

Reanimated, annihilate 'n' I'm the hatred

Greatness wasted, face to face your face will have to face the pavement

The cretin is cravin', he's like a cayman in waitin'

Step the fuck up son

We're bringin' back the sickness with this, prepare to meet your nemesis, what, bitch

Step the fuck up son

We're steppin' upon everyone, we're droppin' bombs, run-run, here we come

Step the fuck up son

We're cuttin' 'n' killin' with this, the villain 'n' the illness

Step-step-step the fuck up son

Sit back 'n' watch your dreams collapse, lapse back into raps 'n' that's that

They told me that I was nothin', that I was nothin' in abundance

I'm heated like a Bunsen burner, call me Bronson

I'm the demon, I'm the monster

Constantly a problem, paranoia annoyin' you

Like a puppet I'm toyin' with you

A ploy to destroy your joy, should avoid a shadow

Lookin' like a shallow void

I'm runnin' fast laps round Matt then decapitatin' him

He's not passin' the torch I'm stealin' it from his headless corpse

Can't wait for you to kill yourself, Dad

I'm addin' the madness 'n' I'm subtractin' the paddin' from this cell

I'm raisin' hell, you raised me well

Your time is served, I'm servin' up a usurpin'

A serpent cursin', sliverin' in sin as well

When I step on stage, boom, it feels like a giant just drop-kicked the floor

Ready 'n' rarin' for a battle with a battalion of flow patterns, best be prepared for war

Step the fuck up son

We're bringin' back the sickness with this, prepare to meet your nemesis, what, bitch

Step the fuck up son

We're steppin' upon everyone, we're droppin' bombs, run-run, here we come

Step the fuck up son

We're cuttin' 'n' killin' with this, the villain 'n' the illness

Step-step-step the fuck up son

Sit back 'n' watch your dreams collapse, lapse back into raps 'n' that's that

I remember the night that you were born son

I remember the lightnin' as it struck son

I remember your eyes as they were opened up

And I remember the crowds as they screamed 'Oh fuck!'

With machetes 'n' knives they came to cut you up

And as I yelled 'it's alive', they tried to burn you alive but

I think I gave you the wrong thoughts

Now you're hell bent on war 'n' uh-oh it's much too late to abort

I never had a cradle, born on a surgeon's table

Replaced my mind with the mind of a mad man's

I got the lips of a saint 'n' the tongue of Beelzebub

This metal chip helped 'cos they said it would

Tone of my vocal chords scarred 'n' torn

In the flame I was born, adorned with two horns

Constantly comin' up with conundrums no one can crack

Just call me Zodiac

With a mic no holdin' back

Step the fuck up son

We're bringin' back the sickness with this, prepare to meet your nemesis, what, bitch

Step the fuck up son

We're steppin' upon everyone, we're droppin' bombs, run-run, here we come

Step the fuck up son

We're cuttin' 'n' killin' with this, the villain 'n' the illness

Step-step-step the fuck up son

Sit back 'n' watch your dreams collapse, lapse back into raps 'n' that's that

And that's that

And that's that

Brick by brick we build it, 'til we hit the fuckin' moon

Brick by brick we build it, 'til we hit the fuckin' moon

BOOM

'Til we hit the fuckin' moon

BOOM

'Til we hit the fuckin' moon

And that's that

And that's that