| Verb T
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| You’re dealing with a monster
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| Born out of frustration and anger
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| Thus he was left without a conscience
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| Tearing the sky down, breaking the land up
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| Verb T
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| Yeah, it was a curse from the sorcerer’s hat I was carrying
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| And now the metamorphosis takes place
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| Fingernails grow to the claws that rip flesh from my (?)
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| Blinded by the light, (?)
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| The shoulders broaden and sprout wings
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| Biceps enlarge, your head left with a loud ring
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| One swipe snatched the head from a crowned king
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| Levitate in the lotus position like
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| They need to douse him, he’s on fire, so hot right now
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| They didn’t let the beast out, man, I broke out
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| Feel the clammy hand grabbing for your throat now
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| Choked out til you broke down like you smoke brown
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| Bloodthirsty nature, never slowing down
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| Double O negative, tastes like a low and brow
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| I take a deep breath, step to your brick house
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| I let the breath out again then I blow it down
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| Fliptrix
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| Don’t be scared for your sight, now I’m tearing your eyes out
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| You’re lost for expression cus I tore out your eyebrows
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| Got you scared to death but I won’t let you die now
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| Fassy man lie down, it’s boogie man time now
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| Bye bye, lights out, you die for my reasons
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| Sun-crossed beast, there is none as I’m sinking
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| My six inch teeth as they creep my from gums
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| Sunk deep in your lungs, and I won’t stop, son
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| Til your breathing is done, and you’re tongue-tied
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| I got apocalypse to come and then I hunt you from your neck
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| And watch your body turn cold and then set like the sunlight
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| Don’t act like you’ve gone an (?), I crush skills like motorbikes
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| I bust out your focused eye, used it to look at you
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| Look you’re just a fog light, trust, blud, I’m bullet proof
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| I run through the gun fire, Fliptrix the shadow man
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| Bruv I will run a riot, run a riot
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| Kashmere
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| I’m in the lab stressing
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| More anger than depression
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| I’m sweating, swallowing ten tabs of mescaline
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| Feeling myself earthquake trembling
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| Cancel Masonic (?) boiling in your skin, bubbling
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| Twin devil wings bust out my back now, panicking, running
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| Body expanding, at incredible rates to form the black dragon
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| I take flight, but niggas wanna take my life, FUCK EM!
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| It only makes me stronger and iller
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| To the point it’s obvious you ain’t stopping the killer
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| Blowing flames on the city, I’m running it down
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| Til the haters realize they can’t fuck with the sound
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| As my size increases, my humanity deceases
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| And good will gradually decreases
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| Now you can all quit wondering why
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| Me and my peeps are tearing down the motherfucking sky
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| Verb T
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| You’re dealing with a monster
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| Born out of frustration and anger
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| Thus he was left without a conscience
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| Tearing the sky down, breaking the land up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tearing the Sky Down , by - Verb T. Song from the album Serious Games, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп