paroles de chanson Aorta - Shing02
Gimme
the
hard-hitting
drums
I′m
about
to
pounce
on
it
Bounce
on
a
crack
of
a
snare
A
wild
cat
mauling
on
a
young
set
of
stare
I
bring
justice
to
beats
with
a
vengeance
Back
in
the
eighth
grade
I
knew
I
had
a
penchant
For
the
flair
falsetto
woo
For
life
of
me,
can't
imagine
sitting
back
in
the
room
Stir
it
up
behind
your
sternum
Make
you
wanna
break
a
chair
or
something
Turn
the
lump
in
your
throat
to
a
pumpkin
Tired
of
the
fluff
I
want
sandpaper
100
grit
Give
the
most
foul
callous
mouth
a
fit
Now
or
never,
speak
clear
or
keep
your
lips
shut
forever
The
dirtiest
skin,
the
most
beautiful
leather
Aorta,
aorta
Flow
major
artery
It′s
a
part
of
me
You're
the
target
of
my
archery
Aorta,
aorta
Flow
major
artery
It's
a
part
of
me
You′re
the
target
of
my
archery
Gimme
the
god
forsaking
ball
on
a
4th
and
goal
Punch
it
in
through
offensive
lines
Facts
no
fantasy,
44
Rathman,
a
verbal
harassment
A
lyrical
hassassin,
a
has-been,
but
still
is
and
will
be
Meet
your
day
of
reckoning
kind
of
tension
Pay
the
max
possible
fine
type
attention
Soul
on
liquid
nitro,
on
detention
till
further
notice
Deep
down
you
know
this
The
thorn
of
suspicion
had
turned
into
a
reason
to
believe
One
listen
is
enough
to
get
you
fiend
Rich
bastards
got
you
tired
of
the
green
pastures
I′m
out
to
hit
the
treacherous
path
till
I'm
captured
Never
be
captured
Aorta,
aorta
Flow
major
artery
It′s
a
part
of
me
You're
the
target
of
my
archery
Aorta,
aorta
Flow
major
artery
It′s
a
part
of
me
You're
the
target
of
my
archery
1 Triumphant
2 The Boom Bap
3 Kingsway
4 In the Mood
5 On the Run
6 Shadytown
7 Nocturna
8 Summons
9 Chanbara
10 Aorta
11 'Round Here
12 Back on Track
13 Homage
14 Shine on Me
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