Off With Their Heads!

Dead Beats, swinging now

Grab the scythe and show them how!

Welcome to the mountaintop

Waiting 'til the fight calls

I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the night falls

Are you a slave?

An entertainer 'til the fun dies?

I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the sunrise!

The flame that faintly wavers

Stains the brain with flavor

The kinda pain that you complain about

Then learn to savor

A mystic walk beside the Sadistic Sakura

Kinda wished to talk ya

Bore me and it's off with your heads!

I'm not a sensei, but I been saving sense

Since I began this soul sentence centuries of repentance!

Past-tense on reservations, now I stand in defense

Of this relentlessly intense advice not lacking suspense

And guess the fuck what, ladies and gents?

I'm not even spent

I'll gladly live inside ya head

But who the fuck pays my rent?

It ain't me, right?

So what'cha gonna do about it, sucker?

'Cause while the sayers say the same shit

The doers fight each other

Ya wanna stake your life on any of this?

There's plenty of spite to steel your nerves

And feel the burn the training starts tonight!

Welcome to the mountaintop

Those your fans you're counting? Stop!

Throws my hands up and stating the obvious

Probably?

That end was sloppy, gimme Action, nsick!

Katana slashing, slick!

But where's your passion? Miss!

I'm only asking, 'cause truthfully

Y'all lose the heat

When seeing no traction

But it must be how you're waxin

So trust me, start relaxin'

Your stance is, well, it's average

I'm savage 'cause I care

And you can take it or leave it rip and tear

You swear to make me believe it?

Silent will, strike to kill, shinobi-like technique

Pride or skill, what's the deal?

Those hands are already weak?

'Cause bet this blood be melted iron, but I still be like water

You'll get some muddied up perspective

If you senselessly slaughter

Those with devotion to the mission straight devour the weak

An ocean full of competition, get your actions to speak

You can't be strong if you give up from just a miss in ya streak

I'll say so long with a slight of the scythe

And a light kiss on thy cheek

おやすみ。

Send them away, Death Sensei

No ambition

Try again next week

Welcome to the mountaintop

Waiting 'til the fight calls

I hope you're ready

To be swinging 'til the night falls

Are you a slave?

An entertainer 'til the fun dies?

I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the sunrise!

You gonna throw in the towel and quit

As soon as your body starts bleeding?

You'll say goodbye to glory

Next hello to never succeeding

So if you'd like to flip the story

And that heart is still beating

I challenge you to stay committed

Simply follow my leading

Ya want a balanced following?

Then start creating, stop tweeting

This ain't me hating

I'm just bored from all the talkers I'm beating

And getting sick of retching endlessly from excuses I'm reading

But man, shit, knowing their tendencies

It's no use, you're never leaving

Sign up, then ya whine about it

Get in line, the stage's crowded

I can now supply with you

With this Tough Love

Good luck without it!!

Welcome to the mountaintop

Where we make the bodies drop

Naughty boys and girls get chopped up into diamonds, open shop

Copped a decent crop of follows, all those asking me how

They spot the name, the fame, start shaming raising they brows

All like easy for your to say, Little Miss Company Hire

As if these moves did not take heartache

And these tracks are not fire as if this back did not

Break over and over I near expired

As if a million skeleton hit that Subscribe for satire

And though this hell is ten times hotter than the start, I ain't tired

Thank God I'm dead, or I'd have drawn my last breath

And peaced out, or retired

When it gets down to the wire, just who survives?

Are they the liars who sell their souls or those

Who dedicate their lives?

I'll ask you, take up the sword and swing until it is unbearable

And wear your scars with dignity when raising something shareable

The strong, the safe, the terrible-progress in these eyes

Expect no less than Earth shaking when these Dead Beats rise

Dead Beats, swinging now

Grab the scythe and show them how!

Welcome to the mountaintop

Waiting 'til the fight calls

I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the night falls

Are you a slave?

An entertainer 'til the fun dies?

I hope you're ready to be swinging 'til the sunrise!

The flame that faintly wavers

Stains the brain with flavor

The kinda pain that you complain about

Then learn to savor

A mystic walk beside the Sadistic Sakura

Kinda wished with talk ya

Bore me, and it's off with your heads!