Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fear, artist - Swollen Members. Album song Beautiful Death Machine, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.03.2013
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Fear |
| I perforate my verses straight 6 o’clock |
| Reverberate the verbs, surround the noun, ground the pound the starting block |
| Martyrs on the rocks disengaged I threw them over |
| Cliffside, from hangman’s bluff that’s their brains on heavy boulders |
| Ready the soldiers up, parascope, Red October |
| Elves and ogres, and hell raisers to focus |
| On pin head, a thin thread, is what holds your life together |
| Nas measure anatomy |
| Take pleasure in the taxidermy |
| Your raps whack poetic |
| You rap whack pathetic |
| Leave you in a house of wax like a museum figure deadened |
| Strike a match, melt a candle |
| Blend the ammo with the cammo |
| Then go * with my famo, its like third rail to * |
| Prevail make you read braille |
| And eat nails, and swallow glass |
| Remain anonymous like Rass Kass, life’s a blast |
| At total recall, you speak in hallow holograms |
| My tidal wave fire even drown the likes of Auquaman |
| We the last of our breed |
| The actors with masters degrees |
| Im a raptor, attack than ill feed |
| And after I capture the last of these thieves |
| You’ll hear laughter, I’m back on my path let me breathe |
| Dastardly deeds, Inglorious bastards, notorious masters |
| The last of our breed we are bastards indeed |
| The last we will smash till you have to believe |
| Yeah, I love God, he has made me very lethal |
| Destroy evil, I don’t really like people |
| Never met an animal I didn’t like, couldn’t bite |
| Smash a rapper into pieces when I hit a mic |
| Equip a baseball bat thats full of wooden spikes |
| Walking down the dim-lit street call me the hooded knight |
| I drop a match and set a tank full of petroleum |
| Then moonwalk across Lemoniun, its pandemonium |
| Battle plan is that of an apache resistance |
| Imagining ten dragons with flags in the distance |
| Skull and double axes |
| Troubled brother action |
| Ninjas doing double back flips, on that shit |
| Social distortion, black flags faction |
| Bad brained wasted youth have interaction |
| Punk-rock mind-state, hair dyed leopard print |
| Fresh like peppermint, darker than a second tint |
| We the last of our breed |
| The actors with masters degrees |
| Im a raptor, attack than ill feed |
| And after I capture the last of these thieves |
| You’ll hear laughter, I’m back on my path let me breathe |
| Dastardly deeds, Inglorious bastards, notorious masters |
| The last of our breed we are bastards indeed |
| The last we will smash till you have to believe |
| Yeah I’m the product of narcotics |
| Exotic drugs and Raw Ebonics |
| Anti-social on grandma’s antibiotics |
| Smoking hydroponics |
| Bumping ladi-dadi while a 20 year old hottie on my dick doing Pilates |
| Like Piper, I stay Rowdy, Rowdy |
| You in a diaper on a tricycle, trying to keep up with a Mazerati |
| Every beat catching a body, see me dancing on a cop car |
| Strapped with C4, screaming out Allah Akbar |
| Ain’t got a fear of death, I’m more afraid of livin slow |
| So I stay driven till my goal is met, or till I lose control |
| Nobody here could save me I’m completely out my mind |
| The only ones that doubt me are completely fucking blind |
| We the last of our breed |
| The actors with masters degrees |
| Im a raptor, attack than ill feed |
| And after I capture the last of these thieves |
| You’ll hear laughter, I’m back on my path let me breathe |
| Dastardly deeds, Inglorious bastards, notorious masters |
| The last of our breed we are bastards indeed |
| The last we will smash till you have to believe |