Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swarm, artist - Marco Polo.
Date of issue: 14.07.2016
Song language: English
Swarm |
The mass murderer |
Mass murderer |
A-F-R-O the kid |
Native American land, saviour with lasers and anger |
And banging patient a change of a shaking arrogant stance |
Shaping the lyrics and stabbing ya face with hangers and masking tape |
I laugh and jab at the wrath of pain >I merit ❓❓❓sits ❓❓❓< in the mixing in the |
shift of the matrix |
Iggy Azalea frog face look like Marlon Wayans on his worst day |
Spray painted tainted verse slayed |
Earn wage from Vern Ernest heard it from the grave |
I rip and I rhyme and |
I rhyme and I rip |
Now this is the way that the lines are spit |
With A-F-R-O on the mic |
Marco Polo on the boards |
We swarm, we swarm |
We swarm, we swarm |
I rip and I rhyme and |
I rhyme and I rip |
Now this is the way that the lines are spit |
With Pharoahe on the mic |
Marco Polo on the boards |
We swarm, we swarm |
We swarm, we swarm |
A panicking heroin addict |
Sicker than Mr. Robot |
Anakin Sky-walking |
And I’m an animal on the mic |
A cannibal cyborg protesting, fighting for his mechanical rights Publishing and |
my fucking mechanical rights |
Swarm, West African killer bee abilities |
A martyr with modern day smart bombs |
Armed with Kevlar body armour |
That’s a part of my particle melting artillery |
Kidnap the president’s daughters without a plan |
Brrrat! |
Clap at the Ku Klux Klan and hack Hillary |
And all this while I was getting head service from my personal server |
Shit, she should not have been on her personal server |
Cherry pickin' licking nipples playing Contra |
With Jane Fonda, now that’s a triple entendre |
Pharoahe, I actually mastered the supernatural |
Strike you out like Satchel |
Then I’ll clap at you in a tabernacle |
Crack a statue wrapping Matthews backwards |
If you’re attacking A-F-R-O |
Hijack a cracker jackass in a ransom if he’s asking for cash flow |
Fascist radical bastard with a beard who will be casted as Castro |
Attacking the assassin with a spear, put my ashes out on these assholes |
You gotta be kidding me, you’re forbidding a battle of God when he got a gas |
mask on |
We swarm |
I rip and I rhyme and |
I rhyme and I rip |
Now this is the way that the lines are spit |
With Pharoahe on the mic |
Marco Polo on the boards |
We swarm, we swarm |
We swarm, we swarm |
I rip and I rhyme and |
I rhyme and I rip |
Now this is the way that the lines are spit |
With A-F-R-O on the mic |
Marco Polo on the boards |
We swarm, we swarm |
We swarm, we swarm |