Song | Battle Flag |
Artist | Pigeonhed |
Album | The Full Sentence |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fisk, Smith | |
Your construction | |
Smells of corruption | |
I manipulate to recreate | |
This air to ground sage | |
Gotta launder my karma | |
I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans | |
You'll get down on your mutha****in' knees | |
And it's time for your sickness again | |
Come on and tell me what you need | |
Tell me what is making you bleed | |
We got two more minutes and | |
We gonna cut to what you need | |
So one of six so tell me | |
One do you want to live | |
And one of seven tell me | |
Is it time for your mutha****in' ass to give | |
Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha****in' knees | |
Tell me is it time to get down | |
I'm blown to the maxim | |
Two hemispheres battlin' | |
I'm blown to the maxim | |
Two hemispheres battlin' | |
Suckin' up, one last breath | |
Take a drag off of death | |
Hey Mr. Policeman | |
Is it time for getting away | |
Is it time for driving down the mother ****in' road | |
And running from your ass today | |
Now tell me if do you agree | |
Or tell me if I'm makin' you bleed | |
I got a few more minutes and | |
I'm gonna out to what you need | |
So one of six so tell me | |
One do you want to live | |
And one of seven tell me | |
Is it time for your mutha****in' ass to give | |
Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha****in' knees | |
Tell me is it time to get down | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
You want a revolution behind your eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Come on baby tell me | |
Yes we aim to please |
zuo qu : Fisk, Smith | |
Your construction | |
Smells of corruption | |
I manipulate to recreate | |
This air to ground sage | |
Gotta launder my karma | |
I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans | |
You' ll get down on your mutha in' knees | |
And it' s time for your sickness again | |
Come on and tell me what you need | |
Tell me what is making you bleed | |
We got two more minutes and | |
We gonna cut to what you need | |
So one of six so tell me | |
One do you want to live | |
And one of seven tell me | |
Is it time for your mutha in' ass to give | |
Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha in' knees | |
Tell me is it time to get down | |
I' m blown to the maxim | |
Two hemispheres battlin' | |
I' m blown to the maxim | |
Two hemispheres battlin' | |
Suckin' up, one last breath | |
Take a drag off of death | |
Hey Mr. Policeman | |
Is it time for getting away | |
Is it time for driving down the mother in' road | |
And running from your ass today | |
Now tell me if do you agree | |
Or tell me if I' m makin' you bleed | |
I got a few more minutes and | |
I' m gonna out to what you need | |
So one of six so tell me | |
One do you want to live | |
And one of seven tell me | |
Is it time for your mutha in' ass to give | |
Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha in' knees | |
Tell me is it time to get down | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
You want a revolution behind your eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Come on baby tell me | |
Yes we aim to please |
zuò qǔ : Fisk, Smith | |
Your construction | |
Smells of corruption | |
I manipulate to recreate | |
This air to ground sage | |
Gotta launder my karma | |
I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans | |
You' ll get down on your mutha in' knees | |
And it' s time for your sickness again | |
Come on and tell me what you need | |
Tell me what is making you bleed | |
We got two more minutes and | |
We gonna cut to what you need | |
So one of six so tell me | |
One do you want to live | |
And one of seven tell me | |
Is it time for your mutha in' ass to give | |
Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha in' knees | |
Tell me is it time to get down | |
I' m blown to the maxim | |
Two hemispheres battlin' | |
I' m blown to the maxim | |
Two hemispheres battlin' | |
Suckin' up, one last breath | |
Take a drag off of death | |
Hey Mr. Policeman | |
Is it time for getting away | |
Is it time for driving down the mother in' road | |
And running from your ass today | |
Now tell me if do you agree | |
Or tell me if I' m makin' you bleed | |
I got a few more minutes and | |
I' m gonna out to what you need | |
So one of six so tell me | |
One do you want to live | |
And one of seven tell me | |
Is it time for your mutha in' ass to give | |
Tell me is it time to get down on your mutha in' knees | |
Tell me is it time to get down | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Got a revolution behind my eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
You want a revolution behind your eyes | |
We got to get up and organize | |
Come on baby tell me | |
Yes we aim to please |