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Folklore
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Folklore은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2009년 4월 14일일에 Bloodbot Tactical Enterprises에서 발매되었습니다.I Heard it Today
2009년 4월 14일
라벨Bloodbot Tactical Enterprises
언어English
BPM95
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I bungee jump your interface, Inner Space
Martin Short, frame contort
Many thoughts trickle down the spine
I'm everywhere at one time
Omnipresent, hardly pleasant, your investment up for auction at the fertile crescent
Isn't that a bitch?!
Told you that I'm nice with Boskonovitch
Wanna switch? Flip the switch, watch your body twitch
Oh so cold and gruesome with hands like Newsome, choose some
Opposition, leave your neck piece loose and oozing blood
Hop up out the ground like C.H.U.D
Mini beast, eat a couple humans, operation mini feast
Many pieces linger, necks and finger, if ya
Still breathing I return to injure with the
Power of Thor, I summon the raw
Come in the door with a big saw, then seep through the floor
I permeate surface, the earth is just one level
Keep the rhymes outside of the box to raise rebels
Yes. Another dose of the uncut raw to you jaw. To the mic...Dumbtron
Abrasive levels appraise devil music with a monocle
Phenomenal rhinoceros in a box with much smaller animals my hoofs on your mandible
With ox cutter audio to shave loose tooth enamel
So crack me a grin as fake as you can
The brrap greet ya like the grim reaper shakin' your hand fam
Indeed it is a rap feature Dumbtron is ear porn
Creature from the black murk lurkin when you grand stand
And take an elephant shit on you and your mans plans
Y'all some parrots and fake as the pair on Pam An
Rather unique, one day out of the week, at a crowded boutique
Smack a wack rapper out of his teeth music concrete
Alarming heat at the heels of a punk politician
Trump tall tales with a bump full of bomb fission
Throw arms start swingin', alarming from a long distance
The song suggests somethin' is infinitely wrong with him
Next I'd like to bring to the mic. Representing Jedi Mind Tricks. My man Vinnie Paz. Murder
The sentinel smash
Without even a dent in your glass
I was gas
I was the Dali Lama tenuous past
I was ash
I was the soil that transcended to grass
I'm Richie Valens last thought when he went through the crash
I was calm
I was created in a heavenly storm
I was Viet Cong
I fought against the enemy bomb
I was strong
I was the bullet grazing Kennedy's arm
I'm Islam
Allahu Akbar, stand to Imam
I was pain
I was the innocent that set to be slain
I was change
I didn't overstand why Malcolm was maimed
I was framed
I was Mumia when they locked him in chains
I helped Assata out of Clinton
Then they got in the plane
I was breath
Was an organism turned into flesh
I was death
I was the fire burning David Koresh
I was fresh
I told Rick and Russell how to be Def
I was best
Before you mothafuckas took what was left
Written by: Batsauce, Dumbtron, J. Haynes, V. LUVINER
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