[00:00.00] 作词 : David Hindley/Nikhil Nagarkar/Jurjen Micha Heyboer/Stuart Maxwell/Rene Verdult/Patrick Hawkins/Sacha Milan Heyboer
[00:01.00] 作曲 : David Hindley/Nikhil Nagarkar/Jurjen Micha Heyboer/Stuart Maxwell/Rene Verdult/Patrick Hawkins/Sacha Milan Heyboer
[00:06.51]Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind
[00:10.53]You got me feelin' like a caterpillar
[00:12.23]Never been a butterfly
[00:13.56]Spitting with a battered liver Liquored up and crooked eyes
[00:15.75]You must see a pack of killers Coming at you looking high
[00:19.04]Past knives Jack ‘n scissors
[00:20.11]Running at you, duck and dive
[00:22.28]Just like how I'm feeling When I'm ******* c**king rounds
[00:24.63]Bang brats cook and leave them While my d**k ⊙︿⊙
[00:27.36]Gang signs Must have been mistaken for some other guy
[00:30.55]I'm fine See you mother****ers on the other side
[00:33.50]Now you people won't be talkin' 'bout me
[00:35.96]I'm a bad man
[00:37.08]greedy breed Dirty rotten scoundrel Imma hang glide
[00:39.74]Blind mode
[00:40.00]Leave em on the ground
[00:41.60]Don’t let them talk shit about me
[00:43.08]we’ll just Crunch 'em, crunch 'em
[00:44.08]I spit game, get paid, chain reaction
[00:46.91]And I switch waves, never see the same reaction
[00:49.90]Till my clip fades, and the ****ing game collapses
[00:52.63]I'm a flip blades, come swinging chains and axes
[00:55.77]I ain't p***y made, you men are fake and plastic
[00:58.09]You're a bit lame, good for nothin' shady bastard
[01:00.94]Looking crypt-fiend, ain't no stage for actors
[01:03.02]I'm a night rider voice in your brain
[01:05.83]Play it backwards
[01:28.67]Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
[01:29.52]Re-load,Line em up
[01:31.20]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
[01:34.00]Black Sun Virus
[01:35.05]Came through to rile ‘em up
[01:36.68]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up.
[01:39.45]Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
[01:40.84]Re-load,Line em up
[01:42.29]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
[01:44.93]State of Mind Virus
[01:46.28]Came through to rile ‘em up
[01:47.76]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
[02:19.93]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
[02:31.06]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
[03:13.70]Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind
[03:29.87]Gimme the mic, and I'm a beast of nature
[03:31.71]The rhymes are right, and set fire to this piece of paper
[03:34.45]I'm a heat creator
[03:35.63]With the power to unleash a greater force and a hoard full of horses
[03:38.99]Transporting an army of demon corpses
[03:41.00]I'm the reason that you're feelin' nauseous
[03:42.65]I'm the reason that you're teen is cautious
[03:45.03]You're a heathen and you're being tortured
[03:46.91]You don't belong on this earth
[03:48.47]You should've been aborted
[03:49.65]I'm the nightmare when your dreaming and feelin' awkward
[03:52.00]I'm the shiver down your spinal column
[03:53.43]My heart is hollow while my lies are solemn
[03:55.92]****, I'm known for gettin' violent on 'em
[03:57.96]I've got these voices in my head, I try and shun 'em
[04:00.01]But I think they got me under the form
[04:02.12]and I’m scared I might become ‘em
[04:03.59]I'll find you late at night
[04:04.79]I'm gonna lay beside your woman
[04:05.86]No way you can try and run
[04:07.72]I know the place you hide your gun
[04:08.65]I keep gunnin' and [...] 'em ⊙︿⊙
[04:10.12]I'm just havin' some fun with 'em
[04:11.56]Look at what I've just done to 'em
[04:13.22]I'm a hunter, I'm hunting 'em
[04:14.00]Haul down, everybody fall down
[04:16.28]It's my kingdom
[04:17.57]Who told you it was your crown, your crown
[04:20.03]I'm in the reigning zone
[04:21.47]Comin' for the Iron Throne
[04:22.77]Living where the lions roam
[04:23.33]**** you, you can die alone
[04:25.49]Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
[04:26.65]Re-load,Line em up
[04:28.19]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
[04:30.77]Black Sun Virus
[04:32.41]Came through to rile ‘em up
[04:33.63]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up.
[04:36.40]Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
[04:37.45]Re-load,Line em up
[04:38.60]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
[04:41.88]State of Mind Virus
[04:43.57]Came through to rile ‘em up
[04:44.99]Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up

作词 : David Hindley/Nikhil Nagarkar/Jurjen Micha Heyboer/Stuart Maxwell/Rene Verdult/Patrick Hawkins/Sacha Milan Heyboer
作曲 : David Hindley/Nikhil Nagarkar/Jurjen Micha Heyboer/Stuart Maxwell/Rene Verdult/Patrick Hawkins/Sacha Milan Heyboer
Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind
You got me feelin' like a caterpillar
Never been a butterfly
Spitting with a battered liver Liquored up and crooked eyes
You must see a pack of killers Coming at you looking high
Past knives Jack ‘n scissors
Running at you, duck and dive
Just like how I'm feeling When I'm ******* c**king rounds
Bang brats cook and leave them While my d**k ⊙︿⊙
Gang signs Must have been mistaken for some other guy
I'm fine See you mother****ers on the other side
Now you people won't be talkin' 'bout me
I'm a bad man
greedy breed Dirty rotten scoundrel Imma hang glide
Blind mode
Leave em on the ground
Don’t let them talk shit about me
we’ll just Crunch 'em, crunch 'em
I spit game, get paid, chain reaction
And I switch waves, never see the same reaction
Till my clip fades, and the ****ing game collapses
I'm a flip blades, come swinging chains and axes
I ain't p***y made, you men are fake and plastic
You're a bit lame, good for nothin' shady bastard
Looking crypt-fiend, ain't no stage for actors
I'm a night rider voice in your brain
Play it backwards
Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
Re-load,Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
Black Sun Virus
Came through to rile ‘em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up.
Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
Re-load,Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
State of Mind Virus
Came through to rile ‘em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind
Gimme the mic, and I'm a beast of nature
The rhymes are right, and set fire to this piece of paper
I'm a heat creator
With the power to unleash a greater force and a hoard full of horses
Transporting an army of demon corpses
I'm the reason that you're feelin' nauseous
I'm the reason that you're teen is cautious
You're a heathen and you're being tortured
You don't belong on this earth
You should've been aborted
I'm the nightmare when your dreaming and feelin' awkward
I'm the shiver down your spinal column
My heart is hollow while my lies are solemn
****, I'm known for gettin' violent on 'em
I've got these voices in my head, I try and shun 'em
But I think they got me under the form
and I’m scared I might become ‘em
I'll find you late at night
I'm gonna lay beside your woman
No way you can try and run
I know the place you hide your gun
I keep gunnin' and 'em ⊙︿⊙
I'm just havin' some fun with 'em
Look at what I've just done to 'em
I'm a hunter, I'm hunting 'em
Haul down, everybody fall down
It's my kingdom
Who told you it was your crown, your crown
I'm in the reigning zone
Comin' for the Iron Throne
Living where the lions roam
**** you, you can die alone
Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
Re-load,Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
Black Sun Virus
Came through to rile ‘em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up.
Shoot 'em up,Quick fire
Re-load,Line em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up
State of Mind Virus
Came through to rile ‘em up
Two gun fingers in the air,Push your lighters up