Correction Lyrics Predator: Hunting Grounds Rap by JT Machinima

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Any time you'd like to fight I will oblige, I can show you pain
But from this day forward you'll only be known as "prey"
I'll stomp you out like a stogie
You'd better hope and pray I make it quick
"Get to the chopper" will be written on your grave
What you call destruction is just a road I paved
I'll steamroll your whole team like I own the place
When I tell you what the hell I am you're gonna be blown away
Welcome to the jungle, anyone wanna play?
I can assure you bloodsport is just my sort of game
So when you enter the Hunting Grounds
Remember you're the game
Beware my territory, it's where you'll be shortly slain
I'll scorch and maim your body, not much left of your remains
After I skin you alive, you'll find no closer shave
I'll rip your brittle little spine up out your shoulder blades
When it comes to combat, I'm a god upon this mortal plain
I consider your corpse a reward, and I let my trophies hang
In this forest, only one Predator can reign
And I'm lookin' down upon you
From the throne of bones I've made
With pure disdain, of all honor you'll be fully drained
What you covered up in mud for - to exfoliate? Ha!
I see you tryna hide your heat signature in vain
From my infrared vision there will be no escape
You're even more of a dinosaur than Jesse Ventura
And Schwarzenegger except you're gonna go extinct

Why are your biceps so tiny?
I think it's 'cuz you're right beside me
I got a couple tricks up my sleeve
Wanna arm wrestle - step up, come try me
I'll kill ya with a flick of the wrist
Like Dillon - that son of a b*tch
Then I'm gonna gut ya just like fishes
If you want a gun show, come get your tickets

I see a little silhouette, triple red dot
Laser sights are aligned, got my target locked
What's my income? Check it when my net drops
You'll end up in one of 'em unless you get lost
Try To Catch a Predator, you'll only get caught
Castin' plasma like a magic blaster, I'm a deadshot
Sex appeal is not my specialty -
Nonetheless I'm dressed up in my fishnets just in case it gets hot
I'll pop a disc in you as if you were a desktop
Then eject it from your neck, kebab you like a chef, toss
You up a tree, tie you by your feet, let your head drop
Then I'll watch you swing around like you was my dreadlocks
You may have laid a trap but I'm a climbin' kind of beast
Call me abominable - you have no eyes on me
Camouflage on, might be right behind you
Keep in mind if it can bleed it can die, but I got no time to bleed
I embrace danger: conquer, onward, upward
Some would call it "bad habit" cause I'm such a self-destructor
Guerrilla blood-spiller such a thrillin' heart-stopper
Got you on the chopping block, now you've gotten to the chopper
I'll never become hunted 'cuz I'm always the hunter
Hope you're cardio-conditioned, 'bout to run a tough mudder
Now things are getting heated so you best get under cover
You don't wanna face me, I'm one ugly motherf*cker

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