Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Request Denied, artist - El-P. Date of issue: 30.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Request Denied |
| Live on a hot metal big burner bunsen |
| Combustion or something and so on, fuck it |
| See how the wrong side of the tracks |
| Made the dustedest flash that intellect |
| Dash to the wormhole, talk shit |
| Walk with a holy hawk raised |
| In a dog shit, bitch, click chatter box, duck |
| I’m a «holy fuck what did he just utter» marksman |
| Orphan, a whore born war torn, life for the harvest |
| A fair trade target of air raid, starter kit |
| Used heart plucked from the bargain bin |
| I don’t give a fraction or fractal of fucks |
| I’m a garbage pail kid calamity artist |
| Pardon the pain puffs, smoke floats ring |
| Around martyrs, sing along, sat at piano |
| Lap of my father, watching him talk harmonic |
| Each key tapped to the BPM of the sirens |
| Sound like a raining of notes in a protest pose |
| Like a right string weaved on the keys |
| Could relieve us of doom |
| Give the room some silence, stop violence |
| Pop bounced and a mom with her three survivors |
| Got gone from the island, hopped to the |
| County of kings where the bounty of things |
| Not framed in past might last 'til the hatching |
| Of manhood’s timing, hop in the timeline |
| See the turn style young hopper, not for the rock |
| For the talk good science alliance |
| Drunk and defiant, sunset started up all night |
| Crawl through the cracks in the halls |
| Of the battered up, scattered up |
| Middle finger dick held brick kids |
| Screaming at the top of our airbags |
| «This is our timing, we are not dying» |
| Not for you, not for you |
| Not for you, not for you |
| Not for you, not for you |
| Not for you, not for you |
| Not for you, not for you |
| Not for you, not for you |
| Not for you, not for you |
| Not for you, not, not, not for you |