Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tomax & Xamot , by - Demigodz. Song from the album Killmatic, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.03.2013
Record label: Demigodz Enterprises
Song language: English
Tomax & Xamot |
| Introducing the leaders of the Crimson Guard |
| The evil twin brothers Tomax and Xamot |
| Welcome to the terror drone, laboratory full of clones |
| Battle Storm’s shadow and shatter his fragile bones |
| That I condone, I spit it with a dastardly tone |
| Chrome gats get blown, no you can’t inhabit the zone |
| Back from the swampland, face camouflage like Zartan |
| On four wheels, is she real in a retinal scans |
| Wrecking your plans, call your medicine man |
| We the evilest twins, roll through on his tanks with rims |
| Snatching limbs outta timbs, three, two, one |
| Diabolical separating dictator’s molecules |
| To create a leader that’s unstoppable |
| Highly logical rhyme agenda Dr. Mind Bender lies ender Tomax and Xamot |
| Spray blocks you can’t enter |
| And metamorphosizes |
| For many more surprises |
| The masters of disguises |
| We slip through the cracks, attacks and hack systems |
| Slap and hack victims up, Ap inflicts 'em |
| With poison deployed like venom when I scream (cobralalalalalalalala) |
| To summon my team, it goes |
| D, E, M, I, G, O, D, Z |
| Got a posse that’s hard as the Crimson Guard be |
| Ayo we think alike speak alike, thoughts travel at the speed of light |
| Read and write the same and stand at an even height |
| And G.I., being our B.I., we don’t believe the hype |
| Freedom fighters kneel down down to the evil type |
| The ice-cold arctic flow, my arsenal grows |
| Armed with arsenic tipped arrows and crossbows |
| Froze, bodies of Joes, extract their souls |
| We just tag em with the Mac never tag their toes |
| We leave 'em Red (uh), Fred (uh), Duke (uh), Dead |
| Aquatic amphibious tanks roll through cities |
| With cannons aimed at enemies, bombing 'em biochemically |
| The energy from our weaponry tends to be epidemically |
| Fatal the brief case of the table let’s do biz |
| We moving missiles and guns, employing prisoner’s sons |
| The Battle Android Trooper that stunts |
| With a phaser attached, fatal attacks |
| We pack, lasers and gats |
| Amazing acts, leave your database and face cracked |
| I made your blood with a layer of mud |
| From the swamps that I stomp with dreadnoughts and thugs |
| I’m firefly with a light-green submachine gun |
| We be like Tomax and Xamot watch your team run |