Текст песни El-P - Deep Space 9mm 12", слова песни El-P

Текст песни El-P - Deep Space 9mm 12"

El-P - Deep Space 9mm 12" слова песни

* send corrections to the typistOne twoGet behind the walls of new Roma, wanna buy the farmBut the land`s not yours to own?Who owns Police? Who holds floor grease on a sandy beach?Blood beachDance with a man he starts clutching, he uglyPunks hung halo teachHugged by the math with the cable reachA hundred and sixty-six channels litTo train that animal shitWhere the mind`s eye redefinedWhere`s God? Buy a car, Kick tires Back in Eighty-Six I livedWith a four-course artistryMetal ones took turns showin` off colors and shitLike I invaded the mating dance ritualCriminal nowWild things defined beautiful under my powerEl Producto flash-fest-issMotherfuckers be like, "Ow, why haven`t we left yet"Blithering sideway twang, the youth and brain management troupeThe man is like BOOOPYou can`t touch the Krush GrooveI live by the lunch tableTouched fablesDucked labelsLookout for the one he`d abide with the terrible stablesSigned to RawkusI`d rather be mouth fucked by Nazis unconsciousCallin` all bomb threatsRadio re-activated, caressUnder hella-ified missle defenseFenced in, better blame it on fame shit and grinWalk with a bag full of kittensTake it to the river and throw yourself inIn about four seconds the ether will begin to leak Who wanna hold hands with this sicko malnutritionistSoaked in newspeak?Dissolve into the syncopated fragments of vinyl splashed on loose leafWe can embrace on the business end of my face firstJoe vs. the Volcano suicide beefDance with the vinyl monsterDevil in a blue skyline with clean conscienceSave the gestureBut can`t save the children, weren`t worth the effortI`m a CavemanYour modern ways frighten and confuse meI watch your spirit box with the blinking lights and thinkAre those little people trapped in that box? (No, Caveman)But I do know converted mic digital 8-bus Mackie Avalon compression Combined with 8-step effectedDirty words paralyze words and infect shitInfectiousInsofar as the ineffectual bed for elections Development arrestedTrapped in the Cuckoo`s nestLooking for the nexusIf it`s wild like that y`all found infrared scope in the clutch of a tyrantNew World lullaby SirensStuck migrants, bust `em by violenceIt`s all bad timingGetting merked on a Tram over Roosevelt IslandYou think that`s spacey?Deep Space 9 millimeter, son, keep smiling This is for the fringes and suchMy generation just sit like dustFeed `em off of us and ask what I trustTell these stories, I`m right here holdin` my nutsRight here holdin` my nutsRight here holdin` my nutsRight here holdin` my nutsRight here holdin` my nutsThis is for the fringes and suchMy generation ain`t friends with slugsThank god for the drugs and drumsTell these to read it, I`ll be right here hidin` from gunsRight here hidin` from gunsRight here hidin` from guns

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Deep Space 9mm 12"

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