Lyrics to E=MC²
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Yeah, I see you scene kids running around
thinking you're quite the uber sight and ultra sound.

Analyze the crest.
Theorize with jest.

Nuclear Assault did it better.
Vio-lence were the prime pinnacle.
Their forte are now your vehicle.
Cream, cum or piss, they make you wetter.

Scrutinize with zest.
Patronize. No lest.
Victimize. You wrest.
Ostracize the best.

Slayer. Anthrax. These are only
a few of the bands you ransack.
Utilizing pro-tools, guitars
which are either heavily tuned
or sound like computer game tunes.

It's so very clear - talent you all lack.
You are one too many of a hack.
So slack.

Copy off Testament. Pilfer from Pantera.
Let's go, take a walk. Then we'll see
who's cheese and chalk.
Thieving from Mr. Bungle. Ripping off Guns N' Roses.
Leech like an amoeba. Plundering Megadeth.

"Borrow" the logo from Overkill
or even take half a riff from Ratt.

Plagiarize the best.
Criticize the rest.
Burglarize the best.
Traumatize the rest.

Okay, dudes and dudettes,
here comes the guitar solo.

Regardless of legal technicalities
and the entirety of your dubious claims.
Your embezzlement will
be your embarrassment.

Read the lyrics to the kick-ass thrasher
'Out of Sight, Out of Mind'
then you will understand why I bash ya'
thus your kind will unwind.

Criticize the best.
Plagiarize the rest.

A lot of you sound like teenage Milhouses.
Your type of metal belongs to the malls.

Take a tip from
Kreator, Sodom, Manowar, Venom.
Go and grow some real balls or let your voice
drop.
Don't claim to be hard if all
you do is half-assed pap or
sappy pop.
Sugary-sweetie slop.

Don't act macho like you're Henry Rollins
when you're candy-coated like Phil Collins.

Take a cue from Judas Priest's British Steel,
energy that is mass combined with speed.

Savatage. Dark Angel. Armored Saint.
I mourn for those that never heard you.

Yo, fuck you fad-fags, I'm tired of this teen scene shit.
I'm gonna pop a cap up your ass and that will be it.
That's what I'm talking about. Word to your mother, I'm out.

I'm gonna go and eat my chicken wings
and you can go and eat your corn bread.
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