Blood on the Microphone.
Chip my tooth on the metal,
white spec hits the floor.
smash my my face on the mirror,
give my number to the whore.
i feel the pyschic connection,
go and sell it on the street.
this is the sound of the future,
gonna package to the beat.

Blood on the mic.
Blood on the microphone.

you got the velcro on yr brain,
shes gonna reset all yr games.
i see you dressed for the part,
its a beginning-its a start.
oh now i feel so universal
spill champagne on her neck.
i see the light- blood is boiling
what the fuck will be next.

i feel the pyschic connection go and sell it on the street.

blood on the mic.
blood on the microphone.

Hey fellow ~ocau'er

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