Deadbeats, swingin' now, *** the scythe and show them how
Welcome to the mountaintop
Waitin' till the fight calls
I hope you're ready to be swingin' till the night falls
Are you a slave? An entertainer till the fun dies?
I hope you're ready to be swingin' till the sunrise
The flame that faintly wavers
Stains the brain with flavor
The kinda pain that you complain about then learn to savor
A mystic walk beside the
SADISTIC SAKURA
Kinda wished to talk with ya
Bore me, and it's off with your heads!

[Verse 1:]
I'm not'cha "sensеi", but I been sayin' sense
Since I bеgan this soul sentence, centuries of repentence!
Past-tense on reservations now I stand in defense
Of this relentlessly intense advice, not lackin' suspense
And guess the *** what, ladies and gents? I'm not even spent
I'll gladly live inside ya head, but who the *** pays my rent?
It ain't me, right? So what'cha gonna do about it, sucker?
Cuz while the sayers say the same ***, the doers fight each other
Ya wanna stake your life on any of this?
There's plenty of spite to steel your nerves and feel the burn
The training starts tonight!

[Verse 2:]
Welcome to the mountaintop
Those your fans you're countin'? Stop
*Throws my hands up stating the obvious*
Probably? That was sloppy, gimme "Action", sick!
Katana slashin', slick!
But where's your passion? Miss!
I'm only askin'
Cuz truthfully y'all lose the heat when seein' no traction
But it must be how you're waxin'
So trust me, start relaxin'
Your stance is? Well, it's average
I'm savage cuz I care and you can take it or leave it
"RIP and tear" you swear, to make me believe it
Silent will, strike to kill, Shinobi-like technique
Pride or skill, what's the deal? Those hands already weak?
Cuz bet this blood be melted iron, but I still be like water
You'll get some muddied up perspective if you senselessly slaughter!
Those with devotion to the mission straight devour the weak
An ocean full of competition, get your actions to speak
You can't be strong if you give up from just a miss in ya streak
I'll say so long with a slight of the scythe and a light kiss on thy cheek
[Oyasumi!]

[Bridge:]
Send them away, Death-Sensei?
No ambition, try again next week

[Verse 3:]
Welcome to the mountaintop
Waitin' till the fight calls
I hope you're ready to be swingin' till the night falls
Are you a slave? An entertainer till the fun dies?
I hope you're ready to be swingin' till the sunrise
You gonna throw in the towel and quit soon as your body starts bleeding?
You'll say goodbye to glory, next "hello" to never succeeding
So if you'd like the flip the story and that heart is still beating
I challenge you to stay committed, simply follow my leading
Ya want a balanced following? Then start creating, stop tweeting
This ain't me hating, I'm just bored from all the talkers I'm "beating"
And getting sick of retching endlessly from excuses I'm reading
But man, ***, knowing their tendencies, it's no use, you're never leaving
Sign up, then ya whine about it
Get in line, the stage is crowded
I can now supply you with this "Tough Love"
Good luck without it!

[Verse 4:]
Welcome to the mountaintop, where we make the bodies drop
Naughty boys and girls get chopped up into diamonds, open shop
Copped a decent crop of follows, all those asking me "how"
They spot the name, the fame, start shaming, raising their brows
All like "Easy for you to say, Little Miss Company Hire"
As if these moves did not take heartache and these tracks are not fire!
As if this back did not break over and over? I near expired!
As if a million skeletons hit that "Subscribe" for satire!
And though this hell is ten times hotter than the start, I ain't tired!
Thank God I'm Death, or I'd have drawn my last breath, and peaced out or retired!
When it gets down to the wire, just who survives?
Are they the liars who sell their souls or those who dedicate their lives?
I'll ask you, take up the sword and swing until it is unbearable
And wear your scars with dignity, when raising something shareable
The strong, the safe, the terrible progress in these eyes
Expect no less than Earth shaking when these Deadbeats rise

[Hook:]
Deadbeats, swingin' now, *** the scythe and show them how
Welcome to the mountaintop
Waitin' till the fight calls
I hope you're ready to be swingin' till the night falls
Are you a slave? An entertainer till the fun dies?
I hope you're ready to be swingin' till the sunrise
The flame that faintly wavers
Stains the brain with flavor
The kinda pain that you complain about then learn to savor
A mystic walk beside the
SADISTIC SAKURA
Kinda wished to talk with ya
Bore me, and it's off with your heads