Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drone Strike, artist - Jamie T.
Date of issue: 01.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Drone Strike |
Operator 1: They’re continuing to manoeuvre to the south-west. |
They’re at the |
road junction now. |
One of them’s carrying something Sir, that looks like a |
large weapon |
Operator 2: You see that? |
It looks like a large weapon of some kind |
Operator 1: That looks like a fully loaded Gibson SG |
Operator 2: Okay we’ll be coming inbound at 4−0. |
Five-Five-Five |
Operator 1: Yeah, yeah, you got him. |
Trick, trick, trick |
Operator 2: Wuhoo! |
I remember way back, back in the day |
When people used to roll up masquerades |
Crazy Moschino with a pastel base, paid more to gambalino on an accolade |
Look pale, set sail man, Livin' La Vida Loca |
He’s giving her a kiss and then he’s giving her coka |
You don’t know much but he knows how it chokes her |
I don’t know much but I know he’s a joker |
In any other case pace matters |
Bass at the back with a beat like hammer |
Drinks at the bar no glitz and glamour |
No hits, just bangers, these kids they’re crackers |
In any other case I’m flattered, you lookin' like shit but you turned up |
battered |
Everything I hit well I miss with a clanger I’m a moonlight manor and a shoe |
tight scammer |
Watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike, yeah, yeah) |
Been doing this a long time, feel like I’m old time |
But I still smell fresh, Bitches' Brew |
And I still laugh and you still gasp well I guess what I say is dumbfounding you |
Done clowning you, done changing up, it’s not my fault that you can’t keep up |
So I slowed down and I threw it up on the wall like a dub in the train yard |
shut, but |
It still goes overhead like an old football in a barbed wire fence, but |
I said what I said and I bled my heart from the start regrets are |
Just hard to get, harder to lose in the news hot head |
Smack in the mouth, pal down you went, you deserve every stitch in the face, |
i swear |
Watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike, yeah, yeah) |
I don’t know how to let you go |
And I don’t how to let you leave |
Guess we’re all out here alone |
Like ghosts in the machine |
Cause we’re all drones |
All drones |
We’re all drones |
Cause we’re all drones |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike) |
I say watch out for the drones, drones, drones, drones, drones (Drone strike, |
drone strike, drone strike, yeah, yeah) |