Lookin’ like a weirdo, peeking through your window,
There’s no emotions here, can you tell me how it feels though?
I never sleep, I never stop, I never bleed, I never drop,
I stay sketchy, yeah, I get sketchy,
I keep it on the down low, (so you don’t even know)
What I’m doing when I leave to go explode a show, oh,
Listen to my mad flow, (Lend an ear like Van Gogh)
I stay sketchy, yeah I get sketchy,

Oh, hello, welcome to my master plan tonight,
Would you be so kind as to keep that light off, it’s bright, and I don’t like to be in sight.
Inside, outside, it’s really all the same scenery,
It’s a shame, I keep my hoodie up like I’m the one to blame, let’s agree
I’m undefeated, and this arena has emcees that have waited a long time to
drop bombs in their songs, I call it North Korea,
I feel yuh, maaaan, okay maybe I don’t.
The only thing I feel is what your girl is doing with her throat,
huhhuh sex jokes, that’s real original,
It’s not my fault she comes to me with emotions, I be feelin’ em.
Grillin all you posers like I’m Billy Mays (SLIDERS!) 
Givin’ all you tokers cherries, really blazed (LIGHTERS!)
It’s a joint investigation with  me and my bad side,
It’s getting really sketchy and you know you can’t try to hide.
I will find you, and you better be ready,
‘cause after this I’ll be celebrating, HA throwing confetti,

I’m sketchy like a pad and my marker is feeling like bleeding 
through all of you cheating sneaking peeks as I’m out in the world
teaching freaks how to get it on, I mean on, I MEAN I MEAN ON.
I be the guru, be the master, I’mma catch ‘em all, 
I poke your mom and then her daughter,
It’s okay I think she’s hotter,
I slaughter my own beats, and I’m not even a farmer,
Is this getting weird yet? Do I need to break the fourth wall?
Hello to the audience  listening to my song.
NERVOUS YET? WELL YOU BETTER BE,
I MAKE HUNDREDS LIKE CENTIPEDES,
MENTALLY FOCUSED, NOTICE I’M POTENT,
Opponents shops might be closin’
THE MOMENT YOU NOTICED THAT ALL THE OTHER ARTISTS ARE BOGUS,
IS WHEN YOU REALLY REALIZED I WAS CAUSING A RUCKUS
“Uncle, UNCLE!” You scream very loudly, just as Noah da Prototype
rips off your arm and throws it to play catch, right,
I would call it an amputee beatdown, ‘cause I’m not that clever.
I guess you could call it a arms race if you think that that’s better,

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Blood On The Dance Floor - The Dominant

"Modern World Christ"

Limelight super bright
Taking over ultra light
Sweeter than ice cream cones
It makes me wanna rub my bones
Success isn't fabulous
The paparazzi, it's a mess
The world addicted and obsessed
Hollywood is full of shit
Say what you like
I got nothing to hide
I've been crucified, like Jesus Christ
So fuck the scene and dress obscene
Keep it classy
Don't be trashy
I'm not special or unique
I would die for my own dreams

As I grow stronger my voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakers
I'm already dead inside
Let my words eat you alive

Rise to fame, it's a game
They own your face, they make your name
It's all the same for bloody sakes
Plastic dreams on silver screens
New models, placed by full throtles
Chased by paparazzi
Raiding like a bunch of Nazis
A danger zone, a global glow

Modern world, Jesus Christ
Everybody wants my slice
Heavens not enough
And this world is super rough
I'm the fever you can't break
I'm the dancer, gunna shake
I don't do, I just am
Let me bust my violent jam

As I grow stronger my voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakers
I'm already dead inside
Let my words eat you alive

As I grow stronger my voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakers
I'm already dead inside
Let my words eat you alive

I wanna be the boy that you adore
Without the label of a Bedroom Whore
I wanna be the boy that you adore
Without the label of a Bedroom Whore
I wanna be the boy that you adore
Without the label of a Bedroom Whore
I wanna be the boy that you adore
Without the label of a Bedroom Whore

So shut the fuck up with your ignorance
And shut the fuck up with your competence

As I grow stronger my voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker as I stomp you with my sneakers
I'm already dead inside
Let my words eat you alive

Modern World Christ

"Fallen Star"

We're so in love
We did all the drugs
Fell down in clubs
Our hearts just raised up

We kissed in the dark
In the back of your car
We cuddled in the park
You shine like Noah's Ark

Pain inside
Crashes and glides
I can't decide
Your heart was my guide

It's been to long
You're my perfect drug
Now the world's all wrong
I hope you sing along

Wherever you are
You'll be my star
Near or far
You'll always be my one

[2x:]
Kiss me goodnight
You say it's all right
This can't be goodbye
My heart just dies

Earth is dying
Kids are crying
The plans we've made
Just rot away

Your angel wings
Will shine on me
Like the blood on the strings
My heart just falls in seems

You fall in front of me
As we cast away in the sea
I'll be your dream machine
A life full of luxaries

You died in that crash site
Just like our love life
Blinded by headlights
We fell in front of bright lights

Like Jack and Sally
On top of Death Valley
A below in Soulthern Cali
We lived out our grand finale

Wherever you are
You've stolen my heart
Near or far
You'll always be my star

So, kiss me goodnight
Say it's all right
This can't be goodbye
My heart just dies

Earth is dying
Kids are crying
The plans we made
Just rot away

Wherever you are
You've stolen my heart
Near or far
You'll always be my star

Like Jack and Sally
On top of Death Valley
A below in Soulthern Cali
We lived out our grand finale...

Fallen Star

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So Scene (Full Version) (Feat. Wake Up Will)

Let's Start A Riot! (Chinese Reissue)

Money And Hoes

Third studio album, plus the instrumentals released in the later, digital-only 'deluxe edition'.

Epic (Deluxe Edition)

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