Artist: June Marx Album: Core Of Vengeance Song: Trinity Site Typed by: snakeeyes@inbox.com Verse 1: A session with my vocals, bound to upset the locals My sound like testing at nuclear weapons disposals Provide the shelter when the mess has gone global Survival letter and a message for the hopeful Spread it to the mobile, second that the record blow Impact resembling sacorro new mexico Radiation cause all organic flesh to glow Fry the skeletal, crystallized spectacle Lie symetrical, the sky sentinel With live chemical human lives expendable My mind developing to be, twice the emcee I'm twenty kilotons of TNT Destruction and debris, can happen with a mere visit Fashioned by the manhattan engineer district My tracks prolific, appear clearer, block is foggy The blast ballistic its Hiroshima, Nagasaki Hook X2: A gift for the youth, its in me to write I give you the proof, its in me to fight I give you the truth, just gimme the mic The studio booth the trinity site Verse 2 Holding the mic, implosion designed, plutonium device Strobes of light, froze oceans filled boulders of ice Decode the hype, never portray a sloppy effort Reactor blow your body severed Buried in the mojave desert Send piles of the devastation, rebel basin Placed ten miles from the detonation Acid diminished the devils agent Gadget finished the final levels of test preparation Los Alamos, touch huge crowds Instrumental shockwaves mushroom clouds Silo damage, cause worldwide panic Engineering mixed with hydrodynamics My style package, I validate the influence To physics, when I recalibrate the instruments Man created stimulants, victims will flee Listen to me, it's on and popping literally Hook X2