Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock
Adam WarRock & Tribe One
Adam WarRock
[Adam WarRock/Mephistopheles]
Ouija boards, seances
Exorcisms and demon possessions
All meaningless
For he who sits in my presence
Call me Lucifer the devil
Mephisto or Mephistopheles
The seventh prince of Satan
For heathens lost in this awful sea
And you can call me an artist
And repertoire
I'm in charge of recruitment
And developing new stars
And you?
You'll never be quite big enough
On your own
Let me show you what I mean
And you'll be leaving
With your mind blown
Blood of goat
The rib of lamb
Eye of man and cloven hooves
Candles melted half away
And idols made of broken wood
Heart of newt and rotted mold
Sold for only parts of wholes
An artist role of sacrificing
Lost souls in a heart of stone
Cause I can show you
Power beyond comprehension
In return you work for Lady Death
While serving as her henchman
[Lady Death]
Yes son
I already see death in your eyes
And to finish off Adam
All you need to do's accessorize
[Mephistopheles]
I never met a soul
I couldn't do business with
Even if you're broke
The possibilities are limitless
So look me in the eye
And say you never want to die
And I assure you that the record
Will playback on the infinite
So sign
On the dotted line
And find
All that you can find
To fight
In this hostile time
And die
In your rotted mind
Then rise
Realize the power
Resting in your grasp
As you hold infinity
And speak divinity and wrath
Up in the sky
You wonder why he's forsaken it
Your music wasn't as dope
And Adam's always his favorite
Cast you out the paradise
And left you just a parasite
Bottom feeding off these gimmicks
Mimics and these vagrants
[Tribe One/Demonos]
I don't care if it costs me an arm or a leg
My heart or my artist cred
Because that part of me's dead
And if I had two souls
You can have them both
But in our next battle
I'm bringing back-up
From the satanic hosts
Demonos is not the type
To take defeat or the leave the scene
So easily
Believe in me
I'll bring him to his knees
With this new found might
I've devised a tight plan
Tonight Adam WarRock
Dies by my hand
[Adam WarRock]
And all I care is that
You get us bigger sales figures
Death incorporated
Serves these have-nots
And these gold diggers
So tell me son
Will you sign
With the admission kind?
Here, read the fine print
Go ahead and take your time
Failure to abide by the terms in this agreement
Will result in an all expenses paid one-way ticket
To eternal damnation in exile
No purchase necessary
No half-stepping
And no one under eighteen may apply
Without the expressed written consent
Of a parent or guardian
All signatures must be sealed
Signed for and written
In the blood, sweat and tears
Of the last gasp of air
You have left in your pathetic existence
As you waste away, depressed
Crunching numbers figures
Reading the quarterly report
And slowing dying one second at a time
Offer good only in the contiguous
Forty eight states of
The United States of America and Hawaii
All restrictions apply
Death incorporated reserves the right
To revoke this contract at any time
It so feels like it
All souls have no monetary value
Or cash equivalent
Contract may not be revoked
For any reason
Death incorporated
For two thousand ten and beyond
You sucka!
Crooked Deal was written by Tribe One & Adam WarRock.
Crooked Deal was produced by Ruckus Roboticus.
Adam WarRock released Crooked Deal on Fri Oct 01 2010.