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Shane Bunting
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Craig Lanciani
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Kiley Hendriks
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William Fyvie
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Letras
Y'all poppin', stompin' hip-hoppers
Needn't D-S's, P's freshest
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
I perforate my verses, straight 6 o'clock
Reverberate the verbs, surround the noun
Ground the pound the starting block
Martyrs on the rocks, it's jagged, I threw them over
Cliffside from Hangman's Bluff, dashed their brains on heavy boulders
Ready the soldiers up, periscope, Red October
Elves and ogres and hell raisers to focus
I'm Pinhead, a thin thread is what holds your life together
Nas measure anatomy
Take pleasure in the taxidermy
You rap wax poetic
You rap, wack, pathetic
Leave you in a house of wax, like a museum figure deadened
Strike a match, melt a candle
Blend the ammo with the camo
Then go blammo with my famo, it's like third rail to Ramo
Prevail make you read braille
And eat nails and swallow glass
Remain anonymous like Rass Kass, life's a blast
At Total Recall you speak in hollow holograms
My tidal wave fire'll even drown the likes of Aquaman
We the last of our breed
The actors with master's degrees
I'm a raptor, attack then I'll feed
Then after I capture the last of these thieves
You'll hear laughter, I'm back on my path, let me breathe
Bastards to feed, dastardly deeds
Inglorious bastards, notorious masters
The last of our breed, we are bastards indeed
The last we will smash 'til you have to believe
Yeah, I love God
He has made me very lethal
Destroy evil, I don't really like people
Never met an animal I didn't like, shouldn't bite
Smash and rap 'em into pieces when I hit a mic
I grip a baseball bat that's full of wooden spikes
Walking down the dim-lit street, call me the hooded knight
I drop a match inside a tank full of petroleum
Then moonwalk across linoleum, it's pandemonium
Battle plan is that of an Apache resistance
Imagining ten dragons with flags in the distance
Skull and double axes
Troubled brother action
Ninjas doing double back flips on that shit
Social distortion, black flags faction
Bad-brains wasted youth have interaction
Punk-rock mind-state, hair dyed leopard print
Fresh like peppermint, darker than a second tint
We the last of our breed
The actors with master's degrees
I'm a raptor, attack then I'll feed
And after I capture the last of these thieves
You'll hear laughter, I'm back on my path, let me breathe
Bastards to feed, dastardly deeds
Inglorious bastards, notorious masters
The last of our breed, we are bastards indeed
The last we will smash 'til you have to believe
Yeah I'm the product of narcotics
Exotic drugs and raw Ebonics
Anti-social on grandma's antibiotics
Smoking hydroponics
Bumping la-dee-da-dee with a twenty year-old hottie
On my dick doing pilates
Like Piper, I stay rowdy, rowdy
You in a diaper on a tricycle, trying to keep up with a Maserati
Every week catching a body, see me dancing on a cop car
Strapped with C4, screaming out, "Allahu Akbar"
I've got no fear of death, I'm more afraid of livin' slow
So I stay driven 'til my goal is met or 'til I lose control
Nobody here can save me, I'm completely out my mind
The only ones that doubt me are completely fucking blind
The last of our breed
The actors with master's degrees
I'm a raptor, attack then I'll feed
And after I capture the last of these thieves
You'll hear laughter, I'm back on my path, let me breathe
Bastards to feed, dastardly deeds
Inglorious bastards, notorious masters
The last of our breed, we are bastards indeed
The last we will smash 'til you have to believe
Written by: Craig Lanciani, Kiley Hendriks, Shane Bunting, Shane Ralph, William Fyvie