Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lanes Change , by - Kung Fu Vampire. Song from the album Blood Bath Beyond, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.10.2003
Record label: Kung Fu Vampire
Song language: English
Lanes Change |
| Woke up on the wrong side |
| Wallow that |
| (Messy ass stairs swollen clips, hollow slat) |
| Swallow that |
| Where we at? |
| Paddocks in the attic |
| (Slowly moving to the basement) |
| And following the lines of displacement |
| Adjacent, racing to 7 Eleven |
| (I'm revving the engine, I’m running with bread) |
| Heated with powder scattered from toe to head |
| Instead of using my brain |
| (Now let the veins pop free) |
| Plots, even though one includes cops |
| (And buckshots, we letting the merchant dice rot) |
| Cause the meeting spot was hot |
| Hace sol |
| (I told 'em you can’t fuck with my Monty and Marco) |
| So the next stop was El Rio to meet a trio |
| Of Neo-Hippies sophisticated |
| Alter occasions of bros |
| The blaze got so hot the sound and the ground was burning up my toes |
| Fast life, lanes change |
| Quicker than the Wall Street |
| We all meet in the afterlife |
| Fright heightened |
| Power’s in light |
| Fighting this Jane hiding from light |
| And a scope in the sight |
| Lanes changed at night |
| Fast life, lanes change |
| Quicker than the Wall Street |
| We all meet in the afterlife |
| Fright heightened |
| Power’s in light |
| Fighting this Jane hiding from light |
| And a scope in the sight |
| Lanes ch-a-a-a-a-a-a-a |
| Riddance is amazing |
| Burning bridges |
| Witches breaking bridges |
| Separate at the crossroads and try to regenerate |
| Everlasting lakes of fate |
| Sure breathe of death injected |
| Abort, less content a neglected |
| Beast full of dumb con-voids |
| I hit the rum run |
| Funnels reject droids in the tunnels puddles keep the masses back |
| You ain’t shit without a massive attack |
| Sitting by your short stack |
| Stacked with broke hips |
| Hip to the fact |
| Facts be making me lose a grip |
| Handlebars, spacebar |
| Fatal yard |
| Sporting a cloak though when your goon squad’s a joke |
| Don’t show up to my function, cause you’re bound to get choked |
| A true Loc style, you ain’t no homie of mine |
| Another victim of the flat line (flat line) |
| Fast life, lanes change |
| Quicker than the Wall Street |
| We all meet in the afterlife |
| Fright heightened |
| Power’s in light |
| Fighting this Jane hiding from light |
| And a scope in the sight |
| Lanes changed at night |
| Fast life, lanes change |
| Quicker than the Wall Street |
| We all meet in the afterlife |
| Fright heightened |
| Power’s in light |
| Fighting this Jane hiding from light |
| And a scope in the sight |
| Lanes changed at night |