制作
作曲和作词
David A. Lane
词曲作者
歌词
Look like, they look like
It might be that moment
Know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunted
It look like, they look like
It might be that moment
Death and disaster
Their envy upon us
It look like, they look like
It might be that moment
Know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunted
It look like, they look like
It might be that moment
Death and disaster
Their envy upon us
Lemme tell you boutta things
That's tend to go round here
See, death is a constant
Whisper it in your ears
So you better be cautious
When you come around here
Murder Mr. Method Reckless
You just might disappear
Cause you two black boys
Don't knock on wood
When she let us go outside
We be playin' and playin
It get dark outside
They be sprayin' and sprayin
So we gotta hit the ground
Granny prayin' and prayin
Lord in heaven
Please protect my children
Keep em safe from harm
When they play out front the building
Keep em safe from harm
They'll need another gun killin
But tonight might be the night
Cause I keep gettin' a strange feelin
Look like, they look like
It might be that moment
Know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunted
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
Death and disaster
That ended upon us
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
Know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunted
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
Death and disaster
That ended upon us
Stop too fast, yeah
Take a chance
I don't give a fuck
I'll kick your motherfuckin' ass
All over the road
You crazy, I don't know how I gotta go
Get the fuckin' jackets
Yeah, motherfuckers
I might just gotta hop up in your grave
Got fuckin' bombs in my skin
Blow up everything
I don't give a fuck
I guess I never did
If you motherfuckin' wanna fuck with my kids
I'm gonna come at your throat
I'm gonna cut out your butt
I'm gonna cut out your nuts
And shove them down your fuckin' throat, yeah
Oh, you motherfuckers so sick
Not givin' a shit
Yeah, fuck your ass, kid
Fuck you, motherfuckin' bitch
I'm gonna fuckin' cut off your dick
And fuckin' take a lick to your fuckin' forehead
I don't give a shit
Yeah, motherfucker
You already know what it is
Let's go
It might be that moment
Know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunted
It look like, it might be that moment
That fit disaster
That end it upon us
It look like, it might be that moment
Know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunted
It look like, it might be that moment
That fit disaster
That end it upon us
Ribbiting
My opponents in the scope
And the moments awoken
Full neural center scorching
Cranial explosion
As we're playing slow motion
Pieces of skull and brain
Matter in full focus
Pro HD projection in 4D
Notice my lyrics found in sorcery
They know it's me
Believe, receive
Now bleed, redeem
No make believe
Or be retrieved
Ever see the beam
I am the dream
And everything you see
Is literally killing everything
Blade, lacerate
Fangs, let it bleed
Hemophasmic carcinogy
Tick tock, this flock
Is what we found as energy
Gray matter may try
Morph an essence in memories
Form what you love and adore
Complexificity
Perfect balance
Finding harmony
Asymmetry
Get through all the divinity
The populace can't see
They accept the sign
Of a timeline
That away the mixed energy
Look like, it look like
It might be that moment
You know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunting
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
That fit disaster
That end it upon us
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
You know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunting
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
That fit disaster
That end it upon us
Fit disaster
That end it upon us
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
You know like, my whole life
My demons have been haunting
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
That fit disaster
That end it upon us
It look like, it look like
It might be that moment
Written by: David A. Lane

