"Insulated" lyrics
[Prevail:]
(Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go!)
High altitude alpine cold-water runoff
My attitude is hotter than a furnace, fuck the sunblock
And none can stop what's about to unfold and transpire
Flatliners walking in this dreamscape with no survivors
Take you higher than Electric Avenue by Eddy Grant
S&M will blend again and petrify your camp
What good's the Absinthe with absence of wormwood
Old school like Deadwood, tall tree redwood
Bodies from branches, they swinging like some ornaments
Y'all dummies on a drum break, your verse is not informative
Word is what it is and if you want it it's here for you kids:
"Never live in fear of what another man did."
Remain hidden in the limited resources you have
While I remain lurking in shadows like my name was Lestat
I'm on some Anne Rice, damn rights, bites through the artery
My victims always screaming out some shit like: "Get 'em off of me!"
[Madchild:]
I need that monster energy, so I drink Monster Energy
While moving forward like a centipede towards our enemies
Dope sick, took a timeout like I had penalties
But now I'm back and thanking God that I still have my memory
Penetrating while demonstrating total manhood
Innovative while I'm ventilating like a fan would
So surprising, if the beat's too rough my voice is moisturizer
Socializers, quit your fucking hate or they'll be no survivors
Everybody knows that I'm a hideous ghoul
That's why I'm on some Mr. T shit, I pity the fool
Yeah, I'll expose you like a darkroom
Yeah, but I only do it once in a while like it's a dark moon
Deep water, that's where sharks loom
I'm a Piranha selling fucking marijuana with a harpoon-gun
It's fun to have a cult that's made for fucking tyrants
A little of that old Ultraviolence, we're pirates and pyros
Fly like I'm on PCP
Your shit is burnt, like a used blank DVD
Blah!
And everybody knows that I'm a fucking piece of shit
But people keep on being nice to me 'cause of my beastly scripts
(Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go!)
High altitude alpine cold-water runoff
My attitude is hotter than a furnace, fuck the sunblock
And none can stop what's about to unfold and transpire
Flatliners walking in this dreamscape with no survivors
Take you higher than Electric Avenue by Eddy Grant
S&M will blend again and petrify your camp
What good's the Absinthe with absence of wormwood
Old school like Deadwood, tall tree redwood
Bodies from branches, they swinging like some ornaments
Y'all dummies on a drum break, your verse is not informative
Word is what it is and if you want it it's here for you kids:
"Never live in fear of what another man did."
Remain hidden in the limited resources you have
While I remain lurking in shadows like my name was Lestat
I'm on some Anne Rice, damn rights, bites through the artery
My victims always screaming out some shit like: "Get 'em off of me!"
[Madchild:]
I need that monster energy, so I drink Monster Energy
While moving forward like a centipede towards our enemies
Dope sick, took a timeout like I had penalties
But now I'm back and thanking God that I still have my memory
Penetrating while demonstrating total manhood
Innovative while I'm ventilating like a fan would
So surprising, if the beat's too rough my voice is moisturizer
Socializers, quit your fucking hate or they'll be no survivors
Everybody knows that I'm a hideous ghoul
That's why I'm on some Mr. T shit, I pity the fool
Yeah, I'll expose you like a darkroom
Yeah, but I only do it once in a while like it's a dark moon
Deep water, that's where sharks loom
I'm a Piranha selling fucking marijuana with a harpoon-gun
It's fun to have a cult that's made for fucking tyrants
A little of that old Ultraviolence, we're pirates and pyros
Fly like I'm on PCP
Your shit is burnt, like a used blank DVD
Blah!
And everybody knows that I'm a fucking piece of shit
But people keep on being nice to me 'cause of my beastly scripts
