歌曲 | Opio |
歌手 | Hieroglyphics |
专辑 | 3rd Eye Vision |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lindsey | |
Yeah, yeah | |
What's goin down | |
S.O.M., where we at? | |
Alright | |
How we do, verse like | |
I ignite the microphone to a scorching ball of fire | |
Light up the sky with the olympic torch wire | |
tapped to the console, then I'm high rolling | |
with the diamond tipped drill lyrics, straight from Oakland | |
Don't get too comfortable your lungs will fill with fluid | |
cause I'm tunneling through your bulletproof, at the speed of lightning | |
Move right left, swing diagonal you still gets tagged so | |
acting on impulse results in disaster (yeah) | |
I'm like chance, I come unexpected | |
like a glance down the barrel of a AP-9, I'm mind blowin | |
Potent like crystal methane | |
It's insane to try me but still niggaz attempt | |
They body goes limp, then they brain starts trembling | |
Dissasembling they physical makeup and mental health | |
Gettin one step closer to oblivion your chest begins giving in | |
There's no avenging your death on the microphon |
zuo ci : Lindsey | |
Yeah, yeah | |
What' s goin down | |
S. O. M., where we at? | |
Alright | |
How we do, verse like | |
I ignite the microphone to a scorching ball of fire | |
Light up the sky with the olympic torch wire | |
tapped to the console, then I' m high rolling | |
with the diamond tipped drill lyrics, straight from Oakland | |
Don' t get too comfortable your lungs will fill with fluid | |
cause I' m tunneling through your bulletproof, at the speed of lightning | |
Move right left, swing diagonal you still gets tagged so | |
acting on impulse results in disaster yeah | |
I' m like chance, I come unexpected | |
like a glance down the barrel of a AP9, I' m mind blowin | |
Potent like crystal methane | |
It' s insane to try me but still niggaz attempt | |
They body goes limp, then they brain starts trembling | |
Dissasembling they physical makeup and mental health | |
Gettin one step closer to oblivion your chest begins giving in | |
There' s no avenging your death on the microphon |
zuò cí : Lindsey | |
Yeah, yeah | |
What' s goin down | |
S. O. M., where we at? | |
Alright | |
How we do, verse like | |
I ignite the microphone to a scorching ball of fire | |
Light up the sky with the olympic torch wire | |
tapped to the console, then I' m high rolling | |
with the diamond tipped drill lyrics, straight from Oakland | |
Don' t get too comfortable your lungs will fill with fluid | |
cause I' m tunneling through your bulletproof, at the speed of lightning | |
Move right left, swing diagonal you still gets tagged so | |
acting on impulse results in disaster yeah | |
I' m like chance, I come unexpected | |
like a glance down the barrel of a AP9, I' m mind blowin | |
Potent like crystal methane | |
It' s insane to try me but still niggaz attempt | |
They body goes limp, then they brain starts trembling | |
Dissasembling they physical makeup and mental health | |
Gettin one step closer to oblivion your chest begins giving in | |
There' s no avenging your death on the microphon |