EriekOTB - Influenced lyrics

[Intro: Henry Rollins] [Hook: Stose] Destroy everything in my path It's time to burn it down We'll rise up from the underground We'll take this f**ing town I control the ma**es And we came to shut it down We all on common ground and They influenced by my sound Influenced by my sound They influenced by my sound They came to shut it down And they influenced by my sound (x2) [Verse 1: Stose] The underground is overflowing Misfits rising up Our army won't stop growing Yeah we bout to stir it up We coming for the throne You about to give it up They say we on our own, man But we don't give a f** They saying stop But I can't slow down I can see through you Like an ultrasound We sniff you out Like a ba**et hound There is no where in this world Where you're safe and sound We crawling out the gutter While families gaze and shudder We coming for your bread And we coming for your bu*ter Oops, sorry, did I stutter? I said we coming for your bread and bu*ter And we coming for you head And seeing red sh** is widespread And we removing all this clutter We been bubbling underground Like wine in the cellar We are the lost and found We are the street dwellers You walk through life blindly You are the Helen Keller's I don't buy their bullsh** They ain't no top tier seller We repel the bullsh** We got that citronella When it rains it pours We use you as an umbrella (HOOK) [Verse 2: Stose] Born in a well And I'm still climbing my way out I got my homies on my back I know they got me no doubt They put you behind bars Well time to tear em down Release all the prisoners Let's burn this f**ing town Im yelling burn burn everything We'll start with the five oh We gonna level out this city Everything but skid row Spend our nights on the streets We bout that quid pro quo Ima Virginia born hustler But they already know And its those nights on the street That made us tougher than you I'll read your last rites and Smoke a puffa with you You built your walls up And then we came busting through They tell me line up my heroes But I got nothing to queue This world is now ours Never should have been entrusted with you What you've done with world Makes me so disgusted with you The thoughts plague my mind How you be so uncouth And this is the rise Of the maladjusted youth (HOOK)