Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Set Fire , by - Blue Sky Black Death. Song from the album Third Party, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 06.09.2010
Record label: Fake Four Music (ASCAP)
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Set Fire , by - Blue Sky Black Death. Song from the album Third Party, in the genre АльтернативаSet Fire |
| And the inhabitants there over drown |
| Sparks frightening and there were exceedingly sharp lightning’s |
| Such has never had been known, falter scared in all the land |
| This is dedicated to fire, what came first liar |
| Spine of titanium |
| An invisible alien hawk stalks the lost jungles of Asia |
| Killing soldiers, thrilling heat holders |
| The eldest dragon, you’d be held assassins |
| Whether cellar mast, been backwards clever never |
| Embezzler, interstellar bastard, bad pretty dastardly city |
| The Tasmanian devil was called the devil by early European settlers |
| Who were terrified by its demonic cries lost |
| All along the horror score, fire wasp. |
| x2 |
| At last you crash like the colossus of roads, jump away like toad |
| Tired of being harassed by your stupid parents |
| Bionic bomb shelters, sub-atomic, incoherent lyrics to a cometh |
| It took a day to reach the summit. |
| the high cost of living |
| Turkey F-A-N-G-S giving. |
| I bring lightning. |
| I’m king pieces of the ocean |
| Just swimming. |
| It never go to extra innings |
| Friend im the pride of beside, Henry Jeckel much obliged to highs |
| Mr. Edward Hyde. |
| The good witches ride |
| And Frankenstein can’t help to rhyme, I spark and laugh in the dark |
| And boss the holocaust. |
| Gone to concrete island of Alcatraz |
| Two about to blast, man listen Ill swallow a gun and go to San Queinten |
| I catch Fire x 'whatever' |
| A sharp siezor ten times more sensitive than light |
| And rap a hired killer, he’s like Linus and the blanket |
| Real vampires prefer counts of Hollywood actresses |
| The ceiling collapsing gave in, I catch fire. |
| The Ancient Egyptians bathed in blood of pagan prescriptions |
| It was chosen, stolen, so misbehaved by thug |
| MC so badly crushed |
| That he was loosing a cup of blood with every heartbeat |
| I stalk obsolete |
| At night, I walk and talk on the street, the midnight rambler |
| Ive been waiting for four long years, buried in the sand |
| Under the shade of a tree and its just a matter of time |
| Until a large man will use the tree as a sun shade |
| And that’s when I launch my attack, nigga-I can rap |
| The assassin bug lives in Latin American, the best |
| Does your home have an uninvited guest? |
| The body will shut down after loosing aphlorize |
| Four Pints a vital thresh |
| When the sun goes down in America |
| Too South of nowheres, sos don’t go there |
| A murder in silent hill, for real, Im the violent tyrant still |
| A deadly spider calling you, you’re toys. |
| Boys in New York there are nine rats to every person |
| This one, my noise, red heavy curtain |
| When the moon goes down in America, an executioner goes to work |
| Gloriously destructive, the eldest dragon |
| I’m sinister as a ghost that lurks. |
| A murder on shadow mountain |
| Police blood hounds used to track down the killer |
| The stealth hazard, you’re tarred in |
| A store held captive by armed men |
| Something made of pieces fitted together |
| The killer morphed the bird killer off, kind bounty bastard |
| Find the last hazard county, Alaskan like madmen standing |
| I strike liver then bad friend, A white spider assassin |
| Assemblage, crime-ending, a collection or gathering assembly line |
| Chinese wine, Im hollow, I swallow my pocket change to a dime |
| No discreet street patriotic language. |
| I am Procrustes |
| A villain of Greek mythology who made his strange victim’s anguish |
| Inlaid, work made from small pieces |
| We can debate life |
| We can debate life |
| We can debate life about a piece of unrecorded tape |
| That is used for threading the tape onto a tape drive |
| Loose when you snooze and ooze women who gather supports |
| Reports or comments on the news. |
| Enemies bleed |
| Famous for some bad quality or deed |
| Like a hired killer. |
| A campfire thriller |
| London England produced the first police force the niggas lost |
| Medieval during the village at night hyenas hurt fifty people |
| And black mamba has been known to kill seven people in in fact |
| One attack. |
| The scorpion kills one thousand people every year |
| Snakes are only carnivores themed, a fucking box jellyfish sting |
| In 1897 Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. |
| Off a place staked |
| The werewolf coyote he escaped |
| Igor’s (?) side of the vampire legend began in Eastern Europe |
| Where blood sucking creatures were once thought to be |
| The souls of the dead that rose from the bed and grave quiet |
| And wandered about the night, to drink the blood from living |
| But hombre I’m eifle with a rifle |
| Like Clint eastward in Unforgiven |
| Im above it to no purpose, thinking nothing of it |
| My Cronos is like playing catch or skipping rope with a ghost |
| The holocaust, I leave lost like, in hope |
| A large Bermuda triangle boat, Holmes. |
| Im loud |
| So bloods on the wing. |
| Alcatraz is too proud |
| I killed forty eight men and one for snoring too loud |
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