[Verse 1: Iron Solomon]
I'm just a regular guy with a piece of the devil inside
Trouble over treble, I am Jekyll and Hyde
Foot to the pedal with incredible drive
If you blockin' my lane you will never survive
My step is in stride to start wreckin' your pride
Ridin' the rush the instrumental provides
At the end of the line I'll stare dead in your eyes
And sense fear: you ain't ready to die
See I'm an average person, but if you peer past the curtain
In my pupils, then you'll see a savage lurkin'
Determined to capture the rats and vermin
It's the rapture, snakes in the grass are squirmin'
Mistakes from the past returnin'
Embodied in the words of a pastor's sermon
At the funeral pyre while your casket's burnin'
I don't think this anger management class is workin'
You bastards learnin'? Tryin' to mask the aggression
Is a thing of the past, you better ask for repentance
The bastard who had been handed a sentence
Just broke out the box and is back with a vengeance
I testified that my best had tried to keep it in
But my thoughts are unholy and my speech is sick
It's time my hunger's unleashed again
Supper, motherfuckers, let the feast begin!
I'm just a regular guy with a piece of the devil inside
Trouble over treble, I am Jekyll and Hyde
Foot to the pedal with incredible drive
If you blockin' my lane you will never survive
My step is in stride to start wreckin' your pride
Ridin' the rush the instrumental provides
At the end of the line I'll stare dead in your eyes
And sense fear: you ain't ready to die
See I'm an average person, but if you peer past the curtain
In my pupils, then you'll see a savage lurkin'
Determined to capture the rats and vermin
It's the rapture, snakes in the grass are squirmin'
Mistakes from the past returnin'
Embodied in the words of a pastor's sermon
At the funeral pyre while your casket's burnin'
I don't think this anger management class is workin'
You bastards learnin'? Tryin' to mask the aggression
Is a thing of the past, you better ask for repentance
The bastard who had been handed a sentence
Just broke out the box and is back with a vengeance
I testified that my best had tried to keep it in
But my thoughts are unholy and my speech is sick
It's time my hunger's unleashed again
Supper, motherfuckers, let the feast begin!
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