Lyrics Countdown - Fourward, Kyza

Countdown

1, 2, 3, 4, COUNTDOWN, 5, 6, 7, 8
countdown only seconds to go till your (final breath?)
the final burst is here and we’re preppin all the fireworks
stoppin every frequency from nano to the macrohertz
try and work it any other way you’ll be inside a hearse
you’ll get a shock, ONE, time when the bass is up, a lazer beam will slash you
in TWO, look how your face is cut
we play for keeps you didn’t know that this was our game, THREE times the beat
line is pumpin through your heart veins
we’re giving you the warnings, from into the FOUR corners of the world with
FIVE alive SIX shots will be the chorus
well i ain’t got a weapon, it’s sumthin i should mention, lucky number SEVEN,
the snare is a smith and wesson
the track is a monster and EIGHT everything is sure to die
but it’s more than fine cause these cats got more than NINE, lives committin
verbal murder with a pen
the slaughter is nearly here, it’s over, TEN