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ROW UPSTREAM!

With oars in hand, we formed a band

To row against the mainstream

We pierced the sand, a promised land

The urge to row upstream

With the mystic oar in hand

We rid this evil from this land

Rowing day and night against the grain

We'll prove the evil Minaj insane

The band of men unite under one cause

We must break the strongholds in our lives

Grab an oar my friend, to pave the way

Metal will triumph and neuter the pop

NEUTER THE POP!!!! THE POP SHALL BE NEUTERED!

Leave your 4 chords at home baby, it's time to shred!

Swing the oar!

Crush the viper in our radios!

SHUTUP DJ!

My dad can play better music than that

NOOOOOOOO!

I hereby summon with my axe

The very nature of the Brutacalypse

This metal will be extreme

Who dare defies my wrath

The world is on its knees

Begging for mighty Brutacalypse to reign

America is sick of the lies (Brutacalypse 2016)

Now here comes a sudden tempo change

Oh look, isn't this what pop music does?

Changes pace, changes race, here's a bloodcurdling solo!

BOW!!!

ROW UPSTREAM!