Luciferian logos, xenophobes who hate homos our home planet is fucked, but my mind stays zoned like Osho instead we flow with the slow grow, actin' like we some hobos traveling' round the globe, spendin' their dough, waving at hoes. Mo-Jo Jo-Joe monkeys are ruling class they think their quick, but I'm shrooming past, moving ass, straight using facts -- understand it's not simply bout the shoes and hats or T-shirts designed to hypnotize your eyes, over clocking your mind till you buy till you die Do you see why I keep speaking? time is nigh so I'm beat phreaking disinformation is leaking at a faster rate then we've been perceiving I'm dreaming that I'm gonna wake up, I'm hoping all this is fake but In my heart I just know, that I've seen through the show… so fuck no they can't take us You know my message through my logo my logos my logos my logos my.... uncover secrets through my logos my logos my logos my logos my logos my... logo; pogo... off the top of this building I'd end it all right now but I got some lessons here for these children I'm Murder but I will not kill them, I hear em but I do not feel them masses are blanketed bunched into sameness, this work indeed must be the deeds of the villain I can see them praying to their owls and their dollar signs they wanna stop me now but I'm no coward so I fight (that's why I'm Myke) speak the truth so my soul is free, as I move through these corporate beats understand that everything you see is propaganda to boost their greed want and need are distinctly different, pondering my light-speed mission MURDERCORP.© is real business, I'm not just here shown' you pictures breaking it down (break-ing-it-down) it's information hidden in a promo you can see who/what/where and why of their guise by looking through... by looking through their logos logos logos logos logos... they teach the masses through their logos their logos their logos their logos their logos their logos And it might seem a little simple, but I promise the reality is complex it's all about the brand that you hold in your hand, they've turned man into a contest context can help clue you in, JOIN US VANDALS AND HOOLIGANS I promise once you see through to the them I won't have to keep rapping about "the truth" again, but a liar I'll still detest...my answer to be a hero is an honest yes at times I might seem fond of death but I'm not done here with my body yet got some issues worth addressing, so - just because you wear a suit and tie, and spew bunch of lies, and know some stupid guys, DON'T MEAN YOU SNAKES IMPRESS ME. Give a fuck about a condo or jetski, think twice before you motherfuckers tempt me I tried to decide if I'd rather live or die but the midstream up and left me so I'm erecting, my own next team, Murderbot Mech for the end times reckoning I don't see this war as ending I'm just setting up for whats next, we are steps ahead of their steps ahead us citizens will be left to fend for our own damn selves stop going to the shelves, and wasting all your bread cause we have to eat, and we have to sleep have to have, such needy sheep on the news channels I don't hear a peep about what's really real or happening just logos logos logos logos logos logos they just feed us lies using their logos logos logos logos logos logos they rule your mind using their logos logos logos logos see through the message of my logos accept the test protest their logos we might not be able to escape our fate it might be too late consumed by all these logos LOGOS LOGOS LOGOS Welcome to MURDERCORP.©

THIS IS THE STATE POLICE [I REPEAT] THIS IS THE FEDERAL STATE POLICE ALL CITIZENS MUST STAY INSIDE AS WE SEARCH FOR A DOMESTIC TERRORIST ON COUNTS OF DOMESTIC...VIOLENCE... Some fuckery's going on outside... Will you stand and fight? Or run and hide. Another war, another battle, another day... This is the real life hunger games. And you... Silent servants all servicing the police state. Repeat, "I trust state police". What?I mean wait FUCK THAT...don't tell ME that I'm free to go. You're a prisoner here and you don't even know. I'm not liberal just liberated, literally I'm integrated into the system cyber citizens, they call this the "Murder Matrix". Herds of racists run the globe, call the shots and run the show pay the pigs and make the whole world bow to their control but I don't need a owner, I'm a master brainwave boosters Buddha blasters I see the truth in the face of disasters, cuttin the strings puppeteers and the actors ALL FALL DOWN, when the Murder Mayne is freakin' in case you aren't conscious there's a reason why I'm speakin' (and what's that?) Poverty is funny when you got money but where's the comedy when you got nothing? the emcee in me is saying "STOP FRONTING" Keep rocking till the mother fucking cops coming, Understand...I am not a criminal or terrorist... Just an intelligent American. One of the few I understand it's embarrassing... But listen right now, cause it's imperative Some fuckery's going on outside... Will you stand and fight? Or run and hide. Another war, another battle, another day... This is the real life hunger games. And you... Silent servants all servicing the police state. Repeat, "I trust state police". What?I mean wait FUCK THAT...don't tell ME that I'm free to go. You're a prisoner here and you don't even know. They say..."Identification, and proper papers" They say..."who are you? and who're your neighbors?" They say..."before we let your family go." They say..."You need to tell us every plan you know." No! I am a human with my own rights. I will choose which battles and whose fights I'm gonna side with... decide if you want the truth or keep hearing the lies, it's a scam brought to you by the man with your silence you're consenting to the plan be the change, be the people, demand that we don't let em take our freedoms from our hands If you can hear my voice wake your mind up now If you want a choice before times up, stand your ground let these fucking faggots know that we won't back down IT'S THE MURDERCORP...and they kill IT'S THE MURDERCORP...and they kill IT'S THE MURDERCORP...and they kill Kill Your TV

Ladies and gentlemen gather around, the show is starting soon! My name is Mr. Normman; Head Informant, who are you? "how you doin's" what I'm asking, truth is what I'm masking bang like heavy metal only thing missing is blast beats ask a dumb ass question and I'll probably just start laughing this is not a Q and A, fuck your favorite athlete I'm better than a Superbowl smoke a super bowl and I am super blown feeling like a kid, I'm goin stupid bro life is like a cartoon, hearts swoonin, cupid's bow shootin rounds of arrows I'm in love with life more than you know speaking of a useless flows, got some matching shoes to go with custom suits and ties astral dreaming like a lucid pro I'm not a leader I'm just telling you the real life most these corny rappers ain't got nothing but a deal, tight but that doesn't appeal to the healers who have real light richer than a bitch, and I don't even have to steal fight or lie for it you think you stylin' but your horrid pimp mind got you whorin out yourself for a portion of the profits you act like God but you Natas repeating these lyrics till your minds finally got it the lord of the green ring, no I'm not a hobbit kids bopping up and down, fuck this Hitler hip hoppin that's the mainstream is center staging this is us inventors ragin, making dope statements that will discredit disinformation The presentation that you're hearing was made for the sake of more shares MURDERCORP.© is helping help with informational warfare that's why I'm here and you're there, see the way it works? my job's is download data to your brain through these secret words Check my secret words, hidden hands using peaceful verbs, teach and learn...weed's just leaves, take your turn then you pass it to your boy while the high vibes destroy all these hive mind settings that they've programmed you with their ploys they set you up to be a slave race, so if you're not afraid shake your hands in a rage, use your cash to fight the fake gangster bankers who are stinking up the planet with their rank rates target locked: eliminated killed by their own hate rays changing fate with literal language, yeah, that's our namesake truth is not a blanket more like standing up naked hey I mean, I was born free…so fuck your authority I got a million more of me who want to trade war for peace forget fear tactics go and grab a beer crack it up, light a blunt let's start to get to clear action bitch slappin proper pussies who are scared MURDERCORP.© is here to make sure the Sheeple are prepared got a big shift coming, so kids quit running, we ain't going nowhere nobody and nothing gonna stop us, no pigs gonna block us we're blockbusters, barging our way to the top trust The presentation that you're hearing was made for the sake of more shares MURDERCORP.© is helping help with informational warfare that's why I'm here and you're there, see the way it works? my job's is download data to your brain through these secret words All I see is idiots, television, iPods and twinkies murder corporate mental prisons got me saying jinkies! so I'm solving all the mysteries, making haters mince meat giving evil doers a paddle to row up shits creek cause I'm not a hate holder,just getting way older internal growth got my flows way colder, MK solider…faced my controllers with aggression till they realized I ain't goin nowhere I get chills down my spine when I rip these lines "KILL YOUR TV" I've said at least 360 times shifting minds need a break from all this terror cause terrorism lists are A PRODUCT OF AMERICA (My name is Myke Murder) Presidential candidate, with skills to make inanimate objects come to life keyboards, mics, camera, shit…media medium, multi-missioned mastermind come to show the folks the lost way, just to pass the time taking trips on psychedelic shrooms, acting asinine LSD rules got my brain thinking acid time pass the class you're fine, fail and you repeat this is information warfare, taught to you by me

[VERSE 1] Complex but I ain't on Complex, mayne this rap shit ain't even no contest gimme the mic, I'll show you how make a bomb, yes, I am never off cause I'm so damn honest… So who's got next? I think it's apparent I'm not going anywhere, so while your blank starin' try to understand these meta rhymes that I parent carefully construct every word that I'm sharin' and if you can't handle the shit I'm spewing it's prolly cause you're a human who cant understand the speed of my mind's wheel and if you get you hit with the realization of the crazy shit that I'm saying it's like you accidentally walked into a mind field travel out of body I know how no time feels, surpassed 3D up to the high seals, I feel amazing knowing that I'm real don't need a crown or a throne...I will die before I kneel to anyone FUCK THAT! Quarrel with authority ain't here to kiss ass bitch, I'm doing this for more than me heart made of gold, I don't need a labels corporate fee according to the mainstream hip hop is going horribly, so come to kill it, live with the realest liberation information, vibe if you feel it sorry if you don't know I promise you will it's just a matter of time before I get in your mind and fill it [CHORUS] And if you ain't seen me before, you're probably thinking I'm a weirdo... I'm an evil genius at core, but I'm a hip hop hero psyche going light-speed over hype beats, speak fast, sorry if you hear slow I'm here to evolve, rEvolve, gather those like me and steer em home (x2) [VERSE 2] Steer em home to the plane that we came from tried to find humanity in man but there ain't none mind control programs, everybody brains numb wake up now there's still time we can save some play dumb, hell no, fuck out of the way son I been speaking real since I was way young, fake punks will get a beatdown, kids take a seat now, this is what it means to give meaning to sounds this ain't doublespeak, Orwellian mind fuck this is cross dimensional, metaphysical time jumps three eyes deep, I can see for the blind but I need a strong team so through songs I'm gettin' em lined up WAKE YOUR MIND UP…this ain't drill! if I don't get to you now ,these leadings liars will entice you with their dollars hoping they can buy your skill and your silence, energy vampires kill you slowly, they sap you, monitor and tap you, bring crack to your crew then they blame it on a black dude don't get mad I'm spittin' facts at you, MURDERCORP.© is here for the people like ACLU Me? I'm just a man who can't stand in the stands I ain't rappin' bout bands, only rhyming the damn truth cause reality is I feel bad they have you to be free, you gotta get mad, get used to it! [CHORUS] And if you ain't seen me before, you're probably thinking I'm a weirdo... I'm an evil genius at core, but I'm a hip hop hero psyche going light-speed over hype beats, speak fast, sorry if you hear slow I'm here to evolve, rEvolve, gather those like me and steer em home (x2)

Light a blunt up in this bitch, pour it up For them federal dollars we go dumb as fuck For them federal dollars we go dumb as fuck [VERSE 1] All seeing eye but you don't hear me military vocabulary that's why these bastards fear me watch when you get near me, my energy is searing I'm the fucking industry no enemy is steering me... Naw, I'm on my highest vibration, get your tickets now, but it won't be through Livenation I've kept my patience time to let the power loose I'll pry you dry from all these mother fucking dollars you are worshipping so Godly cause bitch this ain't just my hobby if you got questions, please just go sign in at the lobby I'm busy with my business shit, let the grown folks chat if you really understood my poems, you'd get your dome blown back so go nap, stupid sheeple, if you don't wanna save yourself, I guess we will defend the world from evil using incredible powers I work non-stop but it's NOT for federal dollars so... Light a blunt up in this bitch, pour it up For them federal dollars we go dumb as fuck For them federal dollars we go dumb as fuck x2 [VERSE 2] why's the world so stupid? (THINK ABOUT IT)...movies and music! awe fuck, I knew it it's an epidemic like flu shit slowly took over..slowly rotted your brain now you slowly spit lyrics back like you can actually relate naw, bitch you ain't rich, and dog you ain't fucking her REAL LIFE you're a product of the reserve your minds been binded by some lyin' ass words, you're a fake ass gangster and a slave at work so watch my alchemistic master shit heaven sent, hell bound, roller coaster acid trip they say that money talks; music communicates big bank accounts, give you FAKE super human strength Anyways, the world is trippin off some chump prick dollars run your onion, please take a bite of fungus high mind state keeps you live from being among them in God we trust, but your God is on some dumb shit [CHORUS] you dumb? you stupid? is that what's wrong with your music? Light a blunt up in this bitch. Pour a four up in this bitch. Get some hoes up in this bitch. That's how you know we gettin' rich.

[VERSE 1] Only thing I fear is fear itself, people look at me like I don't hear myself the pressure kicking' in, sessions, kicking it got some lessons to get in before I'm winnin' product of American life, that's why I'm so terrible I spread terror, terrorize your mind with these parasites of truth in the booth I promise to never tell a lie, speaking of which is why the revolution wont be televised - that's why I ain't on TV, download my MP3 only real life every time you hear or see me I'm way past 3D, please don't make me repeat this is not re-run, way to smart to be dumb this ain't a game, choose your side carefully cause once it goes down I promise it'll be embarrassing fearlessly, transparently, my music is arrogantly, pushing forth a new movement of world parenting [CHORUS] They say they do this for the kids; then they take away our books and give us rap hooks, some mad rat crooks and now it's everywhere I look, but I promise to God that this isn't the path I took I'm pushing for a world with no war, no fights not a world of murder, children with no lights no food, no clothes, hopeless with no rights what happened to humanity building on what is right [VERSE 2] And everyday I feel ashamed I'm in this rap game, cause mostly what they ask of me is that I act fake act Drake, that's why I wear suits and ties. I myself became something that I truly despise, now I'm growing wiser, closer to the source I promise change is coming and the truth will win by force to knock em off their horse, and level up the playing field, I don't need to write lyrics I'm just staying real stating how I'm feeling, sometimes I swear I walk around like I'm still dreaming life's not what it's seeming, that's why you don't see me you're the only one who can take charge to be free (YOU!) but between the Sheeple and the $laves I am thinking, all this thinking's sending me to the grave so I say with the most intent, you're the solution to this puzzle ...even if you don't know it yet. [CHORUS] [VERSE 3] So I will build and rebuild till the matrix falls, thank the universe for life inside these sacred walls - I ain't seeing fame at all I'm in this for the change so if it came tomorrow I would hang up the microphone and quit but as long as this corruption stands, you'll be hearing super hero shit, painting pretty murals with my words and ideas I may not save the world, but I can sure be a leader for a freer newer nation, built on peace love…cut out all the greed and the secrets and the clubs I hate to sound corny - we can all get along, thinking about it I'm teary just from the song but I'm just passing on this info I was blessed with do us all a favor and share it with the next kid, put it on your playlist, scream the message loud we are nobodies servants, you can't keep us down [CHORUS]

Repeat after me… "I am healthy, I am happy, I’m lucky to be alive” I know at times I can forget it’s a blessing but sometimes when life gets me low and I don't know where to go I gotta forget and move to the next beat Now put a kick in your step if you ain't listening yet, it's a miracle how any of us even got here Don't let the fear rot your brain, cause we all feel the pain do what's right when you can't feel the light near... this is for the kids, this is for my brothers, this is for the people who don't love one another, we are all the same, even if were different no matter what you say, we are all existing together whatever the weather, whatever your skin whatever position you're in stop and think about it we can't change the world, or can we? the first step is realizing we're a planet sized family... At 23 years old, sometimes I still feel worthless, but I won't do what I'm told...I know I've got a purpose here. So until the day comes, when the world ends... I'll be chillin here with a blunt and a beer and a few close friends laughing Haha,hardy har, study smart, party hard take a little time to figure out who you are before you get to what you're gettin' in look at how you're livin' everything I'm doin, I just did it... I never thought twice and I never had to ask they tried to teach me "their rules" but I was sleeping in their class they wanted me to do this, and they told me do that... but I was just like..."naw thanks, I think I'll pass" so now I'm making jams all night, yeah I'm alright everything I'm doing's all Myke, all light I'm here to be a friend, here to lend a hand I'm here to hear you out, so here I stand man fuck anyone who's ever doubted you, no one's in control of your goals the only holding you down is you, that's why I know my message loud and true and to my parents...mom and dad...I'm proud of you.

[HOOK] See those rappers on these whack beats all talking with their ego's yeah, you're "dope as fuck" and run the streets… k, homie we know, we know all I really see is hoes….brainless, aimless, mindless fuck's who can't even really flow [CHORUS] All I hear is yack yack yack (yack, yack, yack) every mother fucker with a microphone is thinkin' he can spit but all you do is yack, yack, yack, you're embarrassing yourself talking crap, when in reality you're shit man, all you do is yack, yack, yack… any bitch with a track can write a rap and act like they spit hot… but you're the face of the fakes you disgrace what we stand for, you're the kid who killed hip hop. [VERSE 1] Murderer! someone call 911 I'd sit around mourning rap but man I'm so done with this bullshit, I'm about to unload my whole tongue in one clip, you punk bitch, your times gone come right NOW! and I'm about to pick the speed up, see to catch up to me you'd need a pill which is fine cause I don't need none, all these whack rappers, I don't see one coming with the skill of me I feel like I'm watching shitty re-runs… meanwhile, molly rappers keep running the internet… doped up fans, who all seemingly forgettin' that this art form was built on a movement but the only movement now is this shitty dance music but the nextwave is in…underground hooligan chillin with a blueprint 24/7 coming at you with that true shit, MURDERCORP.© better get used to it Hip-Hop is dead I'm resurrecting realness like a second christ pissed as fuck rapper, but my master flow is hella nice I live in a time where Eminem's become Vanilla Ice so I mic murder, DeR…do I have to spell it twice? M-U-R, D-E-R, giving rap CPR, look at that bleeding heart… knock knock, seeing stars, killin a million rappers by the millisecond, speeding bars Detroit City, Bruiser bitch believe it's ours, I don't care about anything but leaving Earth with genius art I know we can save the world but Sheeple seem need a spark hip to the hopster yeah, I can see we are different from each other so let's leave it to these bars (bars, bars, bars)….live and in charge outta this world, I got fans on Mars I'm shopping for spaceships, you're worried bout cars hip hop needs a facelift I'll do it no charge [HOOK] [CHORUS] [BRIDGE] All I hear is is yack, yack, yack…yock, yock, yock… All you do is yack, yack yack...yock, yock, yock... All I hear is yack, yack, yack Well this is where that shit stops [VERSE 2] Next its death grips, bringing out the guillotine head chop em lyrically, take your chain steal your beat fuck who's watching the throne….take the crown and kill the king Splinter Cell, I see you but you don't see me sneak attack a weak bitch, I don't need to sneak diss call you out online because you can't handle this realness you think you're heavy, but we used to pig squeal just to have an excuse to throw chairs and do mean shit (rage) solo mode engaged…but I'm setting up a team quick it's starts with unplugging your mind from the matrix…kill your TV, I mean this I'm a reckless emcee bitch & I don't do this for the green slips so hurry kids come quick and see this before the government gets word and deletes it! I believe this world's controlled and operated by those who want you at your lowest thought stream so that's why I stay outside the eyes of these private investors who would have come and bought me if I could have been bought then I would have, karate choppin Illuminati with a good axe Downriver bred, but as of late I'm a hood rat, hood low, spray paint can in my hand, I am the MURDERCORP.© Man And I ain't just yackin'….Kill Your TV: 3(D) [HOOK]

All black clothes and a cellphone jammer, bag full of weapons, American bandanna on my face, couple gold rings light up like a lantern, if peace is not an option then riots the only answer if you don't know me by now then fucking upgrade, (Myke Murder/MURDERCORP.©) I'm fighting for your rights while you look at me like a nutcase you can't even hang without drink, for fucks sake, this entire finance system's basically a front page lie no one bothers to ask why, why is that that only when 20+ children die at the hands of sick kid, you start to fake an interests basically, it's cause they got you all addicted to MASSACRE, MURDER & MAYHEM that's why you only wanna listen to me now when I'm singing stop don't even say shit, I don't wanna hear none, don't even think of speaking till you'll trained your brain to fear none I'm just setting up, while uppercutting fools in gear one liquor is cool true but I need to speak with clear tongue can't afford a mumble, can't afford to stumble, the FBI can't afford me, I'm sorry the truth is trouble (not)… All black clothes and a cellphone jammer, bag full of weapons, American bandanna on my face, couple gold rings light up like a lantern, if peace is not an option, then riots the only answer (x2) I'm exposing the closed ring holding the ghost strings, stop all your bitching and groaning and moping. "'MURICA!" is turning to a FEMA camp slowly, land's being zoned to highest bidders only thing is you can't buy your freedom back, once it's done it's done you wonder why I don't typically join in on the fun it's cause I know what's happening, ask about your human given rights from some Egyptians or an African you won't meet the half of them, killed by a cold hand… heart burns fire from the war crimes by the Old Man Order you're just a unwitting supporter, rich buy people, while the Sheeple get poorer parents in their living rooms, watching news in horror worried about gay rights, mexicans at the boarder, everything you know's disinformation...that's why coming soon, you'll be signing yourself up for the slave ships we need to wake up All black clothes and a cellphone jammer, bag full of weapons, American bandanna on my face, couple gold rings light up like a lantern, if peace is not an option, then riots the only answer (x2) Patriots act, REAL riots, I ain't talking shit like 2 Chainz Myke Norman's the real life equivalent to Bruce Wayne MURDERCORP.© can loosely be defined as a truth gang MK Ultra soldiers are news sources new fav… next level rebels, leaders of the new wave violence ain't my thing, but for these bastards let the noose hang best not say another word, coming up from under earth I got so much love for my sisters and brothers that it hurts and the pain won't cease till there's peace in these streets, and peace can't be till the whole world eats and I'm not talking GMO's, you're realizing real slow we need to speed it up before the leaders let the real show start you probably think you're so smart, but when the troops are at your door you'll see how free that you aren't this worlds run by crooks in castles, debt slaves with college tassels laughing at their work and you wonder why I'm an asshole? All black clothes and a cellphone jammer, bag full of weapons, American bandanna on my face, couple gold rings light up like a lantern, if peace is not an option then riots the only answer (x2)

Listen to my voice, do what your told obey the rules, work till your old spend all your money, laundry wash and fold it's kinda funny, seeing you fit in their mold Repeat after me: I WILL NOT OBEY, I WILL NOT OBEY Repeat after me: I WILL NOT OBEY, I WILL NOT OBEY Repeat after me: I WILL NOT OBEY, I WILL NOT OBEY Repeat after me: I WILL NOT OBEY, I WILL NOT OBEY Fuck what you say. I will not obey systematic rules and regulations I will not sacrifice my life, for a failing nation I have lost my patience with the mainstream society normalized, formal lies, gangrene…. MURDERCORP.© riot team locked and loaded fuck your remote controller, I am fearing no one Man I am grown, mind motors spinning in a perfect motion local commotions is my locomotion…looking a little loco, just keep strolling bombing your city without no promotion MURDERCORP.© is growing and WE WILL NOT OBEY WE WILL NOT OBEY, WE WILL NOT OBEY WE WILL NOT OBEY, WE WILL NOT OBEY WE WILL NOT OBEY, WE WILL NOT OBEY NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY The TV's telling you what's real (WE WILL NOT OBEY) The TV tells you how to feel…(WE WILL NOT OBEY) Television screens flicker till you eye rate's rapid branding you to buy it now...now you've gotta have it, this is just part of the point of my rappin' staying up late for rapture…looking someone to save us where's Superman or Batman? Guess it's just me Murder Mayne I'm hurling through words like a hurricane setting up a real life Justice League leave these Legion Elitists to burn in flames "ur insane", no I'm more it's suiting up for murder corporate flakey fakes will finally forfeit, we are mighty morphin' you're just seeing portions typical tip of the iceberg, master of multitasking, writing revolution inside a tight verse light bursts, like I'm Scott Summers born storming bringing more thunder grab your children, duck and cover we're coming up from underneath the under earth (Underground RISE!) I don't have to wonder if this shit works we are slowly growing gigantic, I'm a genius from another other motherverse did I stutter? no, okay? fine then let's rehearse... when I say you will not, you'll confirm by saying "words". YOU WILL NOT OBEY WORDS YOU WILL NOT OBEY WORDS YOU WILL NOT OBEY WORDS YOU WILL NOT OBEY WORDS FUCK WHAT ANYBODY SAY, ya heard? YOU WILL NOT OBEY WORDS You will not obey, you will not obey they want control of your mind WE WILL NOT OBEY, WE WILL NOT OBEY WE WILL NOT OBEY, WE WILL NOT OBEY WE WILL NOT OBEY, WE WILL NOT OBEY FUCK WHAT YOU SAY

[VERSE 1] I'm like a real life Batman bank accounts got me livin like Bruce Wayne Wikileak links got my brain to rethink, now the systems looking at me like I'm Huessain Who's to blame? let's take look put my brain next to your best crook then it's uppercut, throat chop, eye gouge, round house, hay-maker FINISH HIM! left hook…motherfuck that government, they got us marked on that colored list every since I been back from the mother ship ain't nobody here can even come with it I have fun and trip, I'm not about being dumb as shit tired of waiting for a luminary cause the truth is scary but my karma on this planet is to fucking come with it so I'm flying around town...I don't need no cape December 21st 2012, you'll remember that date yeah I've sealed my own fate…I've gone 300 from 0 these rappers sell themselves to crime, the world needs a reminder that there's still heros so I got a team fully packed with the obscene punk rebels who have caught on to exactly what I mean blowing through green just using it as means breaking through the seams, cause it's not what it seems if you don't believe, I suggest you just sit back get nice and comfy with your six pack and get zapped while I rip raps bitch I been past whatevers next at bat Cause I'm a hip hop hero [CHORUS] I'm a hip hop hero See me flying around I'm a hip hop hero I get high and I'm loud I'm a hip hop hero See me paving the way cause I'm a savior of good flavor and I'm here to save the day (x2) [VERSE 2] I'm teaching it, while speaking it while people worship the greediest, neediest liars I'm sick of all this blind obedience come see me if you're getting sick too don't let em inject you with the pig flu kids who can't get through just get moved, screwed, and jewed like a human holocaust but look for hope when all is lost even those ballers got a boss, yeah tight gangsters like Rick Ross got a fat white cat at the top signing check stubs so fuck whatever clone is next up Murder Mayne is here to save you from the death club and we're just setting up I got a plan for Uncle Sam and it starts with you hearing this stop supporting war, try a more peaceful experience company control, I'm the truest American fighting for you mind even if you don't care for it strapped to the track for the action, Sheeple can only get the fraction my faction is full anti-heros who's specialize in fashion we're acting like we ain't shit, but take a look at your playlist tell me I'm not the realest and that's proof your minds been wasted [CHORUS] Myke Normman transforms to the one…the only… MYKE MURDER... [VERSE 3] Rhyme particle break through the neural Myke Normman transforms from the norm in a swirl flies right by with your girl...speed a light 20 times round the world minds so complex you couldn't divide me frighting I'm physic, hyper lighting Tesla's best of mental stretchers; the system can't even find me and I'm not hiding I'm outside with a sign see, like "HI PLEASE SNIPE ME" they could shoot me in the chest no vest and I wouldn't mind hopping out my body for the sight seeing then I might beam to a new form, re-atomize to a light being Myke C was alright but the proper prototype was Murder Myke we are super hip, hoe hoppin, flow spewin' foes droppin' only thing you got going is that you're funnier than most comics cook your eggs cause your toast Mama...most rappers don't know nadda give no fucks, I got no drama…fuck Osama, Obama blow it all till it's ghosts mobbing, these dudes now have no logic shit coming out of their throats constantly on TV time to block em out, knock em down I buy stock in huge amounts, you suits and ties should be proud [CHORUS] (x2)

You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch. You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch. Call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder Mayne, Who? Call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder Mayne. MURDERCORP.©'s the mother fucking company you better respect it, you better just check this shit right now (right now? RIGHT NOW!) gettin high right now, cause I'm writing right now so I'm thinking...everything that you're seeing in your life is a lie I venomize the spies while looking em in the eyes, and they hide by disguise you disgust me, trust me, you could never see what this punk sees, you're lucky… I'm not so fortunate, hopefully worse isn't coming close to the force coming closer Metamorphosis...what kind of door is this? spinning black hole even more of a trip I am changing into a changeling, brains rearranging, strings straight dangling handling the mainframe, gain came quick but my minds in a strange place, ace in the hole, on the internet looking at you with a straight face dissapear without a trace (GONE) hit the boom and the bass then I'm home back to outer space yeah see fuck a machine gun, I kill with a mean tongue 20 somethin' years young, green thumbin, mean muggin any motherfucker with a dum face so no wonder why I'm gettin jumped by the whole place for the human race I envision no faith... but I'm here sober, just mode in and boasting my strengths and I know no weights, and I hold no hate, heyyy so what do you say? better know my fucking name Myke Murder Mayne - MURDERCORP.© call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder Mayne better here me, motherfucker know what I'm saying call me Myke Murder mayne MURDERCORP.© is the business, Bruiser is the gang… better know the name right now motherfucker and realize that I ain't playing or you'll get mic murderd mayne…by Myke Murder mayne (x2) You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch. You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch. Call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder mayne.