Karaoké Takyon (Death Yon) Death Grips
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Tak- kyon
Tak- Tak- kyon
Tak- kyon
Tak- Tak-
Triple six, five, forked tongue
Subatomic penetration
Rapid fire through your skull
How I shot it on one, takin' it back to the days of tryna lose control
Swervin' in a blaze of fire
Ragin' through my bones
Oh shit I'm feelin' it
Takyon
Hell yeah, fuck yeah
I feel like killin' it
Alright that's tight
What it's like to experience
Takyon
Out of the blue in through the back
Door comin' through like Fuck what was that
Man I don't know but it made me feel so heated
How we creep without showin' you jack
Shit from below
Give a shit if you know 'cos even if you did bet you'd keep comin' back
Back for more, need it man
You're addicted to the heat
We make beats catch
Beat it 'till it bleeds to death
Each track
Epileptic seize every head we crack
Like EPMD snappin' necks as we tap energy from everything on and off the map
Oh shit I'm feelin' it
Takyon
Hell yeah, fuck yeah
I feel like killin' it
Takyon
Alright that's tight
What it's like to experience
Takyon
Takyon shot down your throat like a keg of beer
Choke on the smoke we in and exhale 'till the whole chamber is clear
Haters act so fuckin' weird
Try to stain this atmosphere
But they can't 'cos it's way too sheer
How to make a hater disappear
Take shit where it ain't never been
Fuck what you thought could not comprehend this shit if I fisted your brain with it
Ten, nine, eight, seven
Triple six, five, forked tongue
Criminal level crunk lightnin' storm
Get out the way or get up torn
Ain't a picture big enough to fit what we dig up from the core
Of all that they forgot ever was
Militant march of this war
Takyon, takin' them down
All we see is blood
Takyon, turnin' them out
How to trick out and freak that buzz
Oh shit I'm feelin' it
Takyon
Hell yeah, fuck yeah
I feel like killin' it
Takyon
Alright that's tight
What it's like to experience
Takyon
Lunar eclipse forcin' you to trip off the moonlit fire we spray
Cryonic haunted bullets hollow tipped with toxic waste
So here's the deal if you don't feel ill don't want it nowhere near my zone
That shit is dead
Can't nobody get with that shit gets dial toned
Takyon, bitch slappin' pussy clots and clones
Takyon, settin' off
Unabombs inside your dome
Give it up bitch
You know this is it
Get with this or get left 'cos it's on
Takyon
T-T-T-T-a-ky-ky-kyon
Informations
Rendu célèbre par Death Grips
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Zachary Charles Hill, Andrew Morin, Stefan Corbin Burnett
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Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Takyon (Death Yon) rendu célèbre par Death Grips