Skylines (исполнитель: Painted in Exile)
[bad word] you know who the [bad word] it is It's 3.14 gettin' wild on this [bad word] I like a bad beat like I like a bad [bad word] But a motha [bad [bad word] his mouth and a motha [bad word] get a stitch. And [bad word] to the show, you take your pants off 'Cause it's gonna be a pants off dance [bad word] into your city, [bad word] call me Gandalf Shoot off like a missile motha [bad word] watch me blast off And this [bad word] gonna drop we gettin crazy [bad word] gonna drop soon like the pants on these ladies See us in the paper, [bad word] see us in the Newsday P.I.E, [bad word] now you see us on the front page. You will bow to me Your lips will kiss my feet or blood will fill your streets These are not empty words I speak this is a promise I will keep Sun light blocked by eternal night Hold reigns so tight Blood spilled for spite You cannot hold back the sea But you can change how long you will live by giving everything that you've taken back to me. Clocks [bad word] quick 'cause now I am the bringer of your doom It clicks, feel sick? Didn't think that we would be here so soon [bad word] for nothing more than to make what is yours - Ours. [bad word] for nothing more Find More lyrics at www [bad word] Skylines they change, but I stay the same [bad word] red with the blood of their dead I'll bring you death on black wings You hear the song that my blade sings Whether you raise your arms or hide, you face defeat and lashings tear you of your flesh Whether you raise your arms or hide, you face defeat In hollow graves you will now rest. I will put knives in the hands of your children and tell them it's your life or theirs, so you will now choose. Soothsayers [bad word] part of the place that they once called home Uncivilized marauders scowl as They take control and [bad word] everything in their paths They will reign They take control and [bad word] everything in their paths They will reign Destroy them Series of chapel bells ring Blood we drink from your fallen god The lives of thousands in my hands [bad word] to take back what's rightfully mine and now you're damned. The lights grow dark in their homes, But our road is lit by fire from the sky, So we push forward You hear the song that my blade sings 'Cause you're the only one left listening.