Reveille - Splitt Comin Out Swingin скачать mp3

yo, we about to twist this shit up right here (as we cross over into a new millennium) it might be to strong for some so I suggest you motherfuckers buckle the fuck up (see what I`m saying?) - where you gonna hide? rags to rags, how does stone turn to static? its tragic, drop em` like a bad force of habit not dramatic traumatic - got me turning in my sleep pencil pushin` putos, motherfuck critiques no defeat, compete, never sleep n` never will and just like "the real," I`ve entered my time to kill climbing in the ring, I`m gonna wear away my doubt cause if I dug my own grave then I can dig myself out come on, come on check it - check it - check it takers, fakers, barrel bottom scrapers separating family from those phony money makers papers, stuffed rolled and laced with a lesson vapors graced so aftertaste is faced with a confession end of session blessin` first impressions stessin` thinking twice and blaming my aggressions on some other world`s advice so slice, split, splice and pay the price that it brings but I can stand on my own, I don`t need your strings I`m not fuckin` splitt I`m comin` out swingin`, so heads be spinning bring on the soup to keep the ear drums ringing I`m comin` out swingin`, with ties unstringing splitting up the frame for a whole new beginning I`m comin` out swingin` I`ve told too many lies, built too many walls broken too many hearts, shed too many tears burned too many bridges, taken too many falls buried too many friends, I`ve buried too many fears shits pumpin`, body`s are jumpin` waiting for something or somebody up in the party to get the head bumpin` split it up, hit it up-but get it up while I set it up, causing confusion, we wet it up from the drum tracks, guitars strum and high strung and fine tuned- the time is soon so let it hum from the power lung, the hour come to make it happen over the bother some bitches who wanna jack it up track it up, pick it up, you better stick it up dope shit all over the table, you gotta lick it up [chorus] I`m comin` out swingin` I`m comin` out swingin` I`m comin` out- I`m comin` out. motherfucker... ha,ha,ha splitt family feuds and family ties now you can sew`em shut but I see through your eyes through the surface and through the lies and through your ability to hypnotize now my road has spit and I can see no ends I`ve got angels wings mixed with plastic friends I got two paths to choose and I can`t decide too little, too late, two worlds divide and our worlds divide so better choose your side split - and our worlds divide