Текст песни Vision Of Art (Broken Mix) - Company Flow , DJ Krush
You've
got
a
very
soft
vision
of
art
You've
got
a
deficit
disorder
of
heart
Thes
are
the
wings
of
an
endangered
drum
pattern
This
is
the
flight
of
the
hapless,
you've
got
it
all
Backwards
When
KRUSH
drops
a
fuckin
city
buster,
I
call
it
the
crowd
Rapist
Ace
of
base
shitty
compounded
to
drown
faceless
Out
of
the
ground
basics
found
in
lost
spaces
Ashamed
of
its
own
bassline
traces
(that's
pure
hatred)
Perhaps
the
internet
feeds
your
village
fright
(right)
I
got
the
double
ox
wingspan
dragon
archetype
tonight
The
part
that
reflects
light,
my
razorblade
kite
Fuck
it...
the
rugged
word,
my
immortal
beloved
Got
you
suckin
off
muppets
for
bisquick
and
contracts
and
Shit
Printed
on
the
back
of
triscuits
and
served
rectally
(Jesus
this
shit
is
giving
me
a
headache,
man)
What
a
difference
indifference
can
make
My
bad
chemistry
chalkes
lines
like
little
deranged
johnny
The
terrain
bum
Borderline
fuck
ya
soundbombing
I'm
heated
like
broke
days
with
nothing
but
noodle
ramon
and
Water
Water
tainted,
complaint
filed
time
to
transfer
Take
me
out?
transfer
denied,
answer
supplied
as:
Stab
em
through
the
nipples
with
their
own
bitchy
as
Rimshots
I'm
audio
two
basic
combust
with
strange
lust
With
modus
opperandum
in
box
than
funcrush
you
box
with
soft
Touch
So
much
slower
than
the
whole
scenery
seems
Moving
through
the
plastiasine
brackets
backwards
Afterburn
full
thrust
monks
react
trackless
Come
to
confront
funk
slugs
with
salt
tactics
Turn
the
farrah
faucet
on
and
burn
em
in
their
matress
Murdered
by
a
strange
man
in
the
basement
of
their
building
Time
to
build
time
to
be
brazen
with
can
rasing
The
same
faded
disdain
with
a
grain
of
insane
patience
Patent
that,
fire
in
the
sky,
cataract
eyes
This
is
nervous
unnerving
wordshit
reported
Fortnights
of
journey
through
Warning
you
secret
pathfinder's
the
cast
of
bad
sitcom
The
laugh
track's
added
to
the
last
cat
shit
on
The
audience
claps
like
dillenger
gun
masonic
rounds
Falling
down,
trample
the
trespass
sound
Ample
disress,
amp'll
get
loud
as
terrets
From
banchee
with
a
megaphone,
me-me-me-megaphone
Hold
the
frequency,
hold
it
unevenly,
unsheath
the
jihad
Blade
And
become
animalistic
authority
walks
the
plan,
thats
Implicit
The
shambles
of
the
gifted,
dismantled
and
imprisoned
This
is
just
a
cf
thought
car
derailed
and
resold
as
old
Feelings
To
those
with
false
motion
All
potions,
pour
to
parched
hearts
open
Casted
out,
sold
out
in
the
open
DJ
fuckin
Len'll
leave
the
boom
box
dead
DJ
Fuckin
KRUSH'll
make
your
children
throw
furniture
Learning
disabilities
spring
from
the
scene
Like
a
recessive
biter
gene,
ignited
like
a
flare
for
all
Teams
Tall
beams
broken,
bring
down
the
foundation
Found
in
a
pool
of
cess
where
the
worms
unnerve
stations
FM
is
just
femenin
breaks
on
rotation
Company
Floww
hold
the
mic
naked
Famous
(aside
from
murder
touch)
get
with
the
once
known
Divine
style
I
enter
like
Asian,
demented
and
god-like
Odd
mic
clutched
and
chucked
at
glass
structure
Eat
at
that,
bodies
of
martars
and
pump
action
Technospawn
the
last
long-cock
rhymer
Get
with
it,
spaceghost
the
force
soul
weapon
Get
with
it,
get
got
or
got
missing
You've
got
a
very
soft
vision
of
art
You've
got
a
deficit
disorder
of
heart
Thes
are
the
wings
of
an
endangered
drum
pattern
This
is
the
flight
of
the
hapless,
you've
got
it
all
Backwards
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