Dead Beats, swinging now Grab the scythe and show them how! Welcome to the mountaintop Waiting 'til the fight calls I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the night falls Are you a slave? An entertainer 'til the fun dies? I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the sunrise! The flame that faintly wavers Stains the brain with flavor The kinda pain that you complain about Then learn to savor A mystic walk beside the Sadistic Sakura Kinda wished to talk ya Bore me and it's off with your heads! I'm not a sensei, but I been saving sense Since I began this soul sentence centuries of repentance! Past-tense on reservations, now I stand in defense Of this relentlessly intense advice not lacking suspense And guess the fuck what, ladies and gents? I'm not even spent I'll gladly live inside ya head But who the fuck pays my rent? It ain't me, right? So what'cha gonna do about it, sucker? 'Cause while the sayers say the same shit The doers fight each other Ya wanna stake your life on any of this? There's plenty of spite to steel your nerves And feel the burn the training starts tonight! Welcome to the mountaintop Those your fans you're counting? Stop! Throws my hands up and stating the obvious Probably? That end was sloppy, gimme Action, nsick! Katana slashing, slick! But where's your passion? Miss! I'm only asking, 'cause truthfully Y'all lose the heat When seeing no traction But it must be how you're waxin So trust me, start relaxin' Your stance is, well, it's average I'm savage 'cause I care And you can take it or leave it rip and tear You swear to make me believe it? Silent will, strike to kill, shinobi-like technique Pride or skill, what's the deal? Those hands are already weak? 'Cause bet this blood be melted iron, but I still be like water You'll get some muddied up perspective If you senselessly slaughter Those with devotion to the mission straight devour the weak An ocean full of competition, get your actions to speak You can't be strong if you give up from just a miss in ya streak I'll say so long with a slight of the scythe And a light kiss on thy cheek おやすみ。 Send them away, Death Sensei No ambition Try again next week Welcome to the mountaintop Waiting 'til the fight calls I hope you're ready To be swinging 'til the night falls Are you a slave? An entertainer 'til the fun dies? I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the sunrise! You gonna throw in the towel and quit As soon as your body starts bleeding? You'll say goodbye to glory Next hello to never succeeding So if you'd like to flip the story And that heart is still beating I challenge you to stay committed Simply follow my leading Ya want a balanced following? Then start creating, stop tweeting This ain't me hating I'm just bored from all the talkers I'm beating And getting sick of retching endlessly from excuses I'm reading But man, shit, knowing their tendencies It's no use, you're never leaving Sign up, then ya whine about it Get in line, the stage's crowded I can now supply with you With this Tough Love Good luck without it!! Welcome to the mountaintop Where we make the bodies drop Naughty boys and girls get chopped up into diamonds, open shop Copped a decent crop of follows, all those asking me how They spot the name, the fame, start shaming raising they brows All like easy for your to say, Little Miss Company Hire As if these moves did not take heartache And these tracks are not fire as if this back did not Break over and over I near expired As if a million skeleton hit that Subscribe for satire And though this hell is ten times hotter than the start, I ain't tired Thank God I'm dead, or I'd have drawn my last breath And peaced out, or retired When it gets down to the wire, just who survives? Are they the liars who sell their souls or those Who dedicate their lives? I'll ask you, take up the sword and swing until it is unbearable And wear your scars with dignity when raising something shareable The strong, the safe, the terrible-progress in these eyes Expect no less than Earth shaking when these Dead Beats rise Dead Beats, swinging now Grab the scythe and show them how! Welcome to the mountaintop Waiting 'til the fight calls I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the night falls Are you a slave? An entertainer 'til the fun dies? I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the sunrise! The flame that faintly wavers Stains the brain with flavor The kinda pain that you complain about Then learn to savor A mystic walk beside the Sadistic Sakura Kinda wished with talk ya Bore me, and it's off with your heads!