Lyrics Heater Season - Shredders, Sims, P.O.S.

Heater Season

I spend my life like a knife through the beat
Big love, tiny death, I’m so violently me
And I’m slicing while I’m finding my peace
And I’m diving through the heart of the beast
And I’m in love with a bad idea
As I hit gas and I scan my mirrors
I spread love or I spread blood
I do what it does, I just do it all at once
Lookin' back, well look at that
Black boy, joy in the face
Born and raised to never know my place
Make it suitable enough to hold me space
Then stretch it out a little every day, carried away
Ride the blight, find the light, toss a line back
Keep it like we could die tonight, define that
With action, inaction ain’t no antidote for lack of passion
You can’t hope your way out of a trash can
Be forewarned I don’t wait
New wardrobe, new warpaint
New war song, you relate
On the relay
Be forewarned I don’t wait
New wardrobe, new warpaint
New war song, you relate
On the relay
I’ve been goin' like a hundred miles an hour lately
I’ve been early politickin' with the owls lately
I’ve been wild with the style by the pound lately
I’ve been on lately, I’ve been on lately
I’ve been goin' like a hundred miles an hour lately
I’ve been early politickin' with the owls lately
I’ve been wild with the style by the pound lately
I’ve been on lately, I’ve been on lately
Wooly flavored primo icy hot peppermint
Zero across the belly, Melle Mel temperament
I’m in the clerb with a three-headed blue-nose pit
Like who gon' do shit?
Weight by the pound, blood for the peso
No way José, gone when I say so
Si señor, fade to black, run the credits
Ooh yeah, I guess you got what you paid for
Okay
Wing heeled, Wolverine’s heal skills
Guillotine dream kills tiger beat any damn week
Bite your damn Achilles, light your plans
Insight your man for really
Ain’t no touching near me, your style’s mad cheap
Plus wild galore, petty creep troll lord
Sleeping on the payback til someone hits the button
More warhead, and you shall know me by the trail of
Heartbroken dark soaked half started broken eggs
They say «Carry on the radical
Rattle 'til the catacombs»
Mission feel phenomenal
Out of body audio
Inner city out of space
Out of sight, inner mind whipping like a race car
Really I’ve been
Really I’ve been
Really I’ve been out of mine
Really I’ve been adamant
Really I’ve been going through
Really I’ve been giving them a word that they could hold to
Cellophane to opaque
Funny how it rotates, huh
What they show you under light
They might
Be forewarned I don’t wait
New wardrobe, new warpaint
New war song, you relate
On the relay
Be forewarned I don’t wait
New wardrobe, new warpaint
New war song, you relate
On the relay
I’ve been goin' like a hundred miles an hour lately
I’ve been early politickin' with the owls lately
I’ve been wild with the style by the pound lately
I’ve been on lately, I’ve been on lately
I’ve been goin' like a hundred miles an hour lately
I’ve been early politickin' with the owls lately
I’ve been wild with the style by the pound lately
I’ve been on lately, I’ve been on lately