[Jamie Madrox]
Feel me, feel me, feel me, feel me, all ending up
to get the people to feel me. Feel me, feel me,

feel me, feel me, all ending up to get the prople to feel me

[Monoxide]

Now, I'm a product of chalklines and false lies,
broken apart by many trys of my own life, Jus sit
and think with a pen in my hand is dangerous, And

I'm tasteless so most times freek shows blameless,
You can tell by the way that I walk, I'm alot
diffrent then most of the cats you come across,

And I'ma lock with it, keeping it safer than rumsfeld, the underground is my haven, But please
nobody tell. Now trensettas and mens sweaters my
vendetta, To change wether you like me or

not, never, I'm in the background sneaking up
behind you, Get you wile your working and put cigs up
in your drive thru, Giving these killers a little

somethin to ride to, Representin people that only come out at night, you, Start reprepentin the second I start rapping, Catch him sneaking out the back and hit him with his own weapon

[Chorus]

it's a dirty game, but do you want to play with
me? (Do you want to play with me?) I'ma do anything
to get them all to see (open up your eyes world)

it's a dirty game, but do you want to play with me
(All ending up to get the people to feel me) I'ma
do anything to get them all to see (All ending up

to get the people to feel me)

[Jamie Madrox]

Your daddy don't care and your momma blames
everything wrong with the world on drugs and rock
n' roll, She seen it on a talk show, cause if

anybody know I'm sure it's tyra banks and her kin
folk, Man your such a $#&@ up, I almost belived
them all, Had my own personal battles with drugs

and alcohol, I'm clean and sober, I'm dirty and
%#@!, just set in the ses pools, young broke and
ignorant, Wicked we kick it with songs in the form

of a million hands, Stickers we spit it callin
from allyways and garbage cans, This ain't the
repro man, the original 2nd hand, I take what I

want from the market of contraband.

[Chorus]


[R.O.C]
Our souls will split into three horcruxes, Placed

around this earth to lead this order into
somethin, That this planet earth would feel yall
beyond that, Were so far stretched the

hubble telescope can't see our attack, Fin your graybacks off rap, keep this sh*t alive, Hit the screens runnin terror yall cause your all dyin, We ain't lying
this rap sh*it ain't nothin to us, Compare us to
how much weed twiztid tokes up on the bus, Flat line,

it's our time, this sh*it is like steel, Yall dudes
faces is more screwed up than seals, Yall gotta
let us in, we on that rainbow six %#@!, Ghost like

recon, set the target, be the target, boom gone,
it's just a marathon, I drive a palm runnin down
competiters, Let up to take another drink so hurry

up, it's to much poise get out the way avoid, I
don't play that niose, I stick like tape boys


It's a dirty game, but do you want to play with
me? (Do you want to play with me?) I'ma do anything
to get them all to see (All ending up to get the

people to feel me) it's a dirty game, but do you
want to play with me? (feel me, feel me, feel me,
feel me, feel me, feel me, get the people to feel

me) I will do anything to get them all to see
(feel me, feel me, feel me, feel me, feel me, feel
me, open up your eyes world)


[music fades till end]