Slice of Life - Kung Fu Vampire, Brotha Lynch Hung

Slice of Life - Kung Fu Vampire, Brotha Lynch Hung

Альбом
Look Alive
Год
2016
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
235180

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Slice of Life

Kung Fu Vampire, Brotha Lynch Hung

You can taste the sacrifice, it ain’t got nothin' to do with the Antichrist

A massive price to pay, these aphrodites can acid rights

This skeptical weapon tactical method stepping with the essence of a slice of

life

My evil presence got you second guessing but I feel it right

But it’s enticing, I’m nice and stronger than a bison fighting

And I’m even colder than a cold church older than vultures that’s war

So they’re poaching with a Kavorkian sword

Mold her into an enemy that I can afford

The elephant in the sky you truly should not ignore

Sacrificial juxtapose

In Hell they hold the eskimos

Kiss your little angel toes

Combustable, and anything goes

Cradle’s mould, I pagan baby blows my dick

And everyone in town is crazy bro

I know it’s sick

But I didn’t create that shit

I hate that shit

Embrace that shit

I ate that shit

And erase that shit

Outta my brain and do it again

Get robbed of all my insanity

Can it be, randomly, selected

No it’s you

Protected by the enemy of the red, white, and blue!

I’m walking dead and alive

Earth lady, blood baby die

They wanna taste it, mama

But they the face of drama

An ancient state that waste away as we became piranha, no guarantees manana

Let’s save the earth and work to seek Nirvana

First thing I’mma do, the second thing on ya mind

Three strikes for humanity, all these people ain’t fine

All these dead bodies in a line up, in a system that’s jerk-ed

This hate we possess 'em how we stay smirking

The enemy stay lurking, powder it stay cooking

Talking it way louder, but, they lay shook-ed

Smelling that gunpowder, eating that clam chowder

How do you even doubt her?

Misfire, abort, savage

When the tots I’m ravaging constantly fight the urge

And it’s looking quite suburb, but no opposition emerge

You posture are but a nerd, I cossage you with a blur

Hostile, obnoxious, but I ain’t concerned

You saying the wordsmith

But the actions are cracking, smacking your lips

And I’m packing positivity

With packs in poverty, anonymous anomaly, economy

Out of a dire dichotomy, precise, separation advice, a slice of life!

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