FMA + 12 Gage - Contender paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Contender - FMA + 12 Gage



C2
It's been so long, I might not know what to say
FMA gave me this beat 'n' said get back on your feet 'n' kill it
But I'ma skin it first
Fit to burst with the same contained verse
Arrange, deranged verse
The anger of '07 but worse
Clutchin' a little bag of Mother Earth
Hit the fuckin' tryptamine and re-evaluate your birth
20 psilocybin, solo in a yurt, in Wentworth, immersed in earth
Emerged nursed, slam back with an even greater thirst, more words
This outburst verse is unrehearsed, so why I fuckin' tend to turf
Pretendin' it's worth, pretendin' 'n' defendin' the words, the verbs, the curse has taken it's toll
So fuck it, fuck 'em fuck off
Motherfuckers I'm off
The last raps of the kid who let the train pass
The last slash of the blade
12 Gage pass
We ain't club rappers
I'm an underestimated pub classic, you're all actors
Matt brought me back to rewrite the script on all you wankers, you bastards
Gimme the mic man
I've accomplished more than pricks who've been going
Twice my life span, I got a deadly premonition
You're gonna end up in a single cell, with the other single celled
Hopin' to god that fuckin' your single sells
I'm bringin' hell, side by side with FMA
I'm the ultimate organism
I got my horns filed back
And my jaw is clicking
I got the crowds bowed down
And my words are whippin' 'n' bloods dripping
My red carpet's only just beginning
The scene's shifting
The scripts already written
The dialogue I'm spitting
Your ligaments I'm rippin', I'm a
I'm part art, I'm part heart, I'm part gimmick
And I'm limited only by my limited minutes
But I don't fit in, my mind's a-tick-a-tickin' to a different rhythm
I'm a different type of demon
D-d-d-d-d-differing
I got my foes a shivering
I'm pick-a-pick-a-pullin' out my teeth
And I'm chewin' on 'em like they vitamins
I got intelligence that elevates 'n' intimidates
I'm grinnin' with a grin that rips, it's almost splittin' my face
And as the colours begin to fade
I've become my sickest self 'n' I'm sick as hell, 12 Gage
I'll render every one of your tendons tense
At the very mention of my double barrelled name, boom
I'll eradicate, decapitate, reanimate the panic mate
Activate on impact better get the rad away, boom
I'm accelerant in my chemical element
Propellin' it with hellish eloquence
I'm demonstratin' deadliness 'n' deadly diligence
I'm the monstrous, ominous, dominant, prominent
And I'm steppin' out of the darkness
Shall we begin
In exchange for my life, I was given this sound
The gift to spit ill syllables, no doubt
From my mind, to my hand, to my pen, to my mouth
From the vortex in my cortex
To the crowd
Dreadnought
Dread's sickness submitted to the wicked
Growin' knockin' bigots like cricket wickets
Burn your Idols tickets, 'cos this competition's midgets
And I'm a fuckin' cyclops
'Cos my eyes set to kill just like a python
I'm a time bomb, crime boss
That rhymes with blind nuns, wieldin' crucifixes 'n' hand guns
Harnessin' the sun
I'm pickin' 'n' rippin' the rhyme
Spittin' 'n' killin' divine
Thinkin' I'm losin' my mind
I'm blind to signs 'cos the stars realigned
The phantom's arisen
Given a bloody vision of his gruesome sanctum
Spreadin' my parasitic plague across this anthem
My ghastly haze enchants them
'Cos I'm gravitatin' to re-arrangin' faces
Ain't caged in places, callin' 12 Gage cos he craves this stage
He's back from bare bloody knuckles
Rage fightin' with me to see through a heatproof C2 'n' a grazed 'n' crazed insane, FMA
C2, go get the rejects
Yo Dread, go get the defects
Your heads, or the respect
We give more than our best
No less, we destroyed all of your sets
Impressed, until you can't help but retch
If you're the one, then I'm the googolplex
I got a god complex
The best in the north west
In exchange for my life, I was given this sound
The gift to spit ill syllables, no doubt
From my mind, to my hand, to my pen, to my mouth
From the vortex in my cortex, to the crowd
Melt down the crown
I'll walk this warpath 'til the very last mile
I've studied, I've learned 'n' I've evolved
I emerged from this chrysalis, mind set to destroy, what
1, 2, it's begun, here we come
We're risin' to the top like scum, like scum
3, 4, here we go, smash the floor
We're bringin' in the hardcore
You know I better be better, better than ever, no errors
You better bet that my reign o' terror will never be bettered
I'm never lesser than, I'm always the greater man
I got an ego that evolved from the words of old
I'm so high, I'm gonna detonate when I land
Tick, tick, get back, boom
I pass it on to the masked man
Hand it to the weapon 'n' enforce the force with C4, C2
I got a master plan
Here comes the monstrous
Carnivorous art so vivid it's
Jumpin' out the page 'n' hittin' you idiots
All your givin' is your minimum
I'm pinnin' em, defeat is imminent
We're hideous, your mimickin' our sinister idiom
Straight out the darkness
Bringin' dominance, prominent
About to launch an onslaught onto the populous, ominous
Stompin' on 'em
I promised, I'm squashin' all of your monuments
I'm causin' conquerors to fall
Shall we begin
I'm exchangin' my life 'n' I was given this sound
The words are written, I'm spittin' ill syllables, no doubt
From my mind, to my hand, to my pen, to my mouth
From the vortex in my cortex to the crowd
Melt down the crown
I'll walk this warpath 'til the very last mile
I've studied, I've learned 'n' I've evolved
I emerged from this chrysalis, mind set to destroy, what
Tickedy-tickedy-tick-tick-tick-boom
I'll be spittin' 'n' rippin 'n' bringin' doom to the room
In an imminent minute you'll be the rubble 'n' ruins
Move back, step back
I've already lit the fuse
A quartet, you hope that, will forfeit
Step it up, step into, the moshpit
Tickedy-tickedy-tick-tick-tick-boom
Better run motherfuckers
I've already lit the fuse



Writer(s): Chris Jones


FMA + 12 Gage - Parental Advisory
Album Parental Advisory
date de sortie
02-04-2019




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