Dead Cars Lyrics
| Song | Dead Cars |
| Artist | Armand Hammer |
| Artist | R.A.P. Ferreira |
| Album | Shrines |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : C. Hall for ELUCID/F. Porter for The Happiest Africans (SESAC) |
| [00:07.314] | Scrapyard ghosts levitating, slap box under wolf moons |
| [00:10.838] | Above streets where siri noted coordinates and was too scared to speak, come through |
| [00:15.143] | Host the grease, burnin' candles in the teeth |
| [00:17.126] | Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each |
| [00:19.741] | Southside cop killer queens |
| [00:21.230] | Circle the vehicle and squeeze |
| [00:23.004] | Dusty feet beat streets with the breeze to their back |
| [00:25.534] | Some things you just can't leave in the past |
| [00:27.399] | They follow you home like skinny dogs separated from the pack |
| [00:30.468] | Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash |
| [00:33.340] | (Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash) |
| [00:37.626] | Dead cars stuffed with garbage line lost blocks |
| [00:40.531] | Laughin' at alternate side parkin' |
| [00:43.070] | Copper wire by the yard, scrap by the pound |
| [00:46.133] | Capoeira with the words, I just spin 'em round and round and round |
| [00:51.936] | That blood spattered Pelourinho center the town |
| [00:54.713] | Her bloody gown |
| [00:56.282] | Drug mud through the big house, massa gon' frown |
| [00:59.350] | Right before we throw him in the ground |
| [01:01.613] | Throw it in neutral, my cousins'll push me out, out |
| [01:07.714] | Pin-stripe and buffalo plaid, industrial gas leak |
| [01:10.430] | Good project heat, chap lip, cracked, A&D for the scab |
| [01:13.948] | Dead cats in the streets for a week |
| [01:15.722] | 'Tussin, rubbin' the gash |
| [01:16.837] | A few doors down from the beast |
| [01:18.405] | Hours passed, smoked out on the Ave |
| [01:20.404] | The brash will discourage and the timid never try |
| [01:22.877] | The last born burden that he carried 'til he died |
| [01:25.197] | Earth, wind and fire, Brazilian rhyme, it's wild |
| [01:27.878] | Nine and out user, what it look like to be free and alive at 35 |
| [01:32.291] | (what it look like to be free and alive at 35) |
| [01:37.824] | Big Bitcoin horde and a VCR that still records |
| [01:40.901] | Teeny demises and reports |
| [01:42.376] | Bust through the ceiling and was floored |
| [01:44.192] | Yahweh's gardener was bored |
| [01:46.084] | Since he hopped off the porch |
| [01:48.094] | In communion with the source |
| [01:49.901] | Lots of sauce and a little force |
| [01:52.088] | Bronze Kafka metamorph |
| [01:53.834] | Black Orpheus at the course |
| [01:55.616] | In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse |
| [01:59.260] | In the backwoods, jiggy with no remorse, jiggy with no remorse |
| [02:02.734] | In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse |
| [02:07.330] | Pointed and said, "walk 'til the air thins" |
| [02:09.715] | Won't see the water, but you'll taste salt in the wind |
| [02:12.346] | The city's a hoarder, long dead in her bed |
| [02:15.479] | Shiftin' borders, buckle and bend |
| [02:17.646] | All the president's men suckled at the cracked shell |
| [02:20.850] | Wild raccoons, empty lots where it used to be crack sales now quiet as tombs |
| [02:25.934] | 'Cept when the rats squeal, cats wail in heat |
| [02:29.234] | I circle back east, beg the beggar's forgiveness |
| [02:32.166] | Got the correct directions in gibberish |
| [02:34.296] | Tolls diminish, desperate trolls abandon crumblin' bridges |
| [02:38.052] | Hot with the sickness, '96 Lexus LS on blocks in the yard |
| [02:42.144] | Rust fingers grip first floor burglar bars |
| [02:45.184] | Scarecrow stuffed with straw, stuffed in idly marked cars |
| [02:48.544] | (Keep 'em guessin') |
| [02:49.291] | Broke the door at First Baptist, played the pews like project benches |
| [02:52.950] | The light was beautiful streamin' through the broken entrance |
| [02:57.422] | PVC replaced the cadaver bones at the viewing |
| [03:00.453] | Cruel, played for fools, family never knew it |
| [03:02.976] | Jackals chasin' secrets through the ruins |
| [03:05.138] | Diseased tissue sold the planet and another human |
| [03:07.900] | Host body under influence, clueless |
| [03:10.532] | Big spoon, death loomin', tune in, trauma addled |
| [03:13.898] | Room was swollen with squall, the dream showed up on the wall and yous called |
| [03:18.158] | All in all, all in all, all in all |
| [03:21.835] | Projects on the beach, sandcastle instead of lawn |
| [03:24.614] | Trousers, high water table got three legs |
| [03:26.888] | First in the flood, mud mask, cup of blood |
| [03:29.308] | Just ask if you must |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : C. Hall for ELUCID F. Porter for The Happiest Africans SESAC |
| [00:07.314] | Scrapyard ghosts levitating, slap box under wolf moons |
| [00:10.838] | Above streets where siri noted coordinates and was too scared to speak, come through |
| [00:15.143] | Host the grease, burnin' candles in the teeth |
| [00:17.126] | Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each |
| [00:19.741] | Southside cop killer queens |
| [00:21.230] | Circle the vehicle and squeeze |
| [00:23.004] | Dusty feet beat streets with the breeze to their back |
| [00:25.534] | Some things you just can' t leave in the past |
| [00:27.399] | They follow you home like skinny dogs separated from the pack |
| [00:30.468] | Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash |
| [00:33.340] | Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash |
| [00:37.626] | Dead cars stuffed with garbage line lost blocks |
| [00:40.531] | Laughin' at alternate side parkin' |
| [00:43.070] | Copper wire by the yard, scrap by the pound |
| [00:46.133] | Capoeira with the words, I just spin ' em round and round and round |
| [00:51.936] | That blood spattered Pelourinho center the town |
| [00:54.713] | Her bloody gown |
| [00:56.282] | Drug mud through the big house, massa gon' frown |
| [00:59.350] | Right before we throw him in the ground |
| [01:01.613] | Throw it in neutral, my cousins' ll push me out, out |
| [01:07.714] | Pin-stripe and buffalo plaid, industrial gas leak |
| [01:10.430] | Good project heat, chap lip, cracked, A D for the scab |
| [01:13.948] | Dead cats in the streets for a week |
| [01:15.722] | ' Tussin, rubbin' the gash |
| [01:16.837] | A few doors down from the beast |
| [01:18.405] | Hours passed, smoked out on the Ave |
| [01:20.404] | The brash will discourage and the timid never try |
| [01:22.877] | The last born burden that he carried ' til he died |
| [01:25.197] | Earth, wind and fire, Brazilian rhyme, it' s wild |
| [01:27.878] | Nine and out user, what it look like to be free and alive at 35 |
| [01:32.291] | what it look like to be free and alive at 35 |
| [01:37.824] | Big Bitcoin horde and a VCR that still records |
| [01:40.901] | Teeny demises and reports |
| [01:42.376] | Bust through the ceiling and was floored |
| [01:44.192] | Yahweh' s gardener was bored |
| [01:46.084] | Since he hopped off the porch |
| [01:48.094] | In communion with the source |
| [01:49.901] | Lots of sauce and a little force |
| [01:52.088] | Bronze Kafka metamorph |
| [01:53.834] | Black Orpheus at the course |
| [01:55.616] | In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse |
| [01:59.260] | In the backwoods, jiggy with no remorse, jiggy with no remorse |
| [02:02.734] | In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse |
| [02:07.330] | Pointed and said, " walk ' til the air thins" |
| [02:09.715] | Won' t see the water, but you' ll taste salt in the wind |
| [02:12.346] | The city' s a hoarder, long dead in her bed |
| [02:15.479] | Shiftin' borders, buckle and bend |
| [02:17.646] | All the president' s men suckled at the cracked shell |
| [02:20.850] | Wild raccoons, empty lots where it used to be crack sales now quiet as tombs |
| [02:25.934] | ' Cept when the rats squeal, cats wail in heat |
| [02:29.234] | I circle back east, beg the beggar' s forgiveness |
| [02:32.166] | Got the correct directions in gibberish |
| [02:34.296] | Tolls diminish, desperate trolls abandon crumblin' bridges |
| [02:38.052] | Hot with the sickness, ' 96 Lexus LS on blocks in the yard |
| [02:42.144] | Rust fingers grip first floor burglar bars |
| [02:45.184] | Scarecrow stuffed with straw, stuffed in idly marked cars |
| [02:48.544] | Keep ' em guessin' |
| [02:49.291] | Broke the door at First Baptist, played the pews like project benches |
| [02:52.950] | The light was beautiful streamin' through the broken entrance |
| [02:57.422] | PVC replaced the cadaver bones at the viewing |
| [03:00.453] | Cruel, played for fools, family never knew it |
| [03:02.976] | Jackals chasin' secrets through the ruins |
| [03:05.138] | Diseased tissue sold the planet and another human |
| [03:07.900] | Host body under influence, clueless |
| [03:10.532] | Big spoon, death loomin', tune in, trauma addled |
| [03:13.898] | Room was swollen with squall, the dream showed up on the wall and yous called |
| [03:18.158] | All in all, all in all, all in all |
| [03:21.835] | Projects on the beach, sandcastle instead of lawn |
| [03:24.614] | Trousers, high water table got three legs |
| [03:26.888] | First in the flood, mud mask, cup of blood |
| [03:29.308] | Just ask if you must |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : C. Hall for ELUCID F. Porter for The Happiest Africans SESAC |
| [00:07.314] | Scrapyard ghosts levitating, slap box under wolf moons |
| [00:10.838] | Above streets where siri noted coordinates and was too scared to speak, come through |
| [00:15.143] | Host the grease, burnin' candles in the teeth |
| [00:17.126] | Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each |
| [00:19.741] | Southside cop killer queens |
| [00:21.230] | Circle the vehicle and squeeze |
| [00:23.004] | Dusty feet beat streets with the breeze to their back |
| [00:25.534] | Some things you just can' t leave in the past |
| [00:27.399] | They follow you home like skinny dogs separated from the pack |
| [00:30.468] | Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash |
| [00:33.340] | Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash |
| [00:37.626] | Dead cars stuffed with garbage line lost blocks |
| [00:40.531] | Laughin' at alternate side parkin' |
| [00:43.070] | Copper wire by the yard, scrap by the pound |
| [00:46.133] | Capoeira with the words, I just spin ' em round and round and round |
| [00:51.936] | That blood spattered Pelourinho center the town |
| [00:54.713] | Her bloody gown |
| [00:56.282] | Drug mud through the big house, massa gon' frown |
| [00:59.350] | Right before we throw him in the ground |
| [01:01.613] | Throw it in neutral, my cousins' ll push me out, out |
| [01:07.714] | Pin-stripe and buffalo plaid, industrial gas leak |
| [01:10.430] | Good project heat, chap lip, cracked, A D for the scab |
| [01:13.948] | Dead cats in the streets for a week |
| [01:15.722] | ' Tussin, rubbin' the gash |
| [01:16.837] | A few doors down from the beast |
| [01:18.405] | Hours passed, smoked out on the Ave |
| [01:20.404] | The brash will discourage and the timid never try |
| [01:22.877] | The last born burden that he carried ' til he died |
| [01:25.197] | Earth, wind and fire, Brazilian rhyme, it' s wild |
| [01:27.878] | Nine and out user, what it look like to be free and alive at 35 |
| [01:32.291] | what it look like to be free and alive at 35 |
| [01:37.824] | Big Bitcoin horde and a VCR that still records |
| [01:40.901] | Teeny demises and reports |
| [01:42.376] | Bust through the ceiling and was floored |
| [01:44.192] | Yahweh' s gardener was bored |
| [01:46.084] | Since he hopped off the porch |
| [01:48.094] | In communion with the source |
| [01:49.901] | Lots of sauce and a little force |
| [01:52.088] | Bronze Kafka metamorph |
| [01:53.834] | Black Orpheus at the course |
| [01:55.616] | In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse |
| [01:59.260] | In the backwoods, jiggy with no remorse, jiggy with no remorse |
| [02:02.734] | In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse |
| [02:07.330] | Pointed and said, " walk ' til the air thins" |
| [02:09.715] | Won' t see the water, but you' ll taste salt in the wind |
| [02:12.346] | The city' s a hoarder, long dead in her bed |
| [02:15.479] | Shiftin' borders, buckle and bend |
| [02:17.646] | All the president' s men suckled at the cracked shell |
| [02:20.850] | Wild raccoons, empty lots where it used to be crack sales now quiet as tombs |
| [02:25.934] | ' Cept when the rats squeal, cats wail in heat |
| [02:29.234] | I circle back east, beg the beggar' s forgiveness |
| [02:32.166] | Got the correct directions in gibberish |
| [02:34.296] | Tolls diminish, desperate trolls abandon crumblin' bridges |
| [02:38.052] | Hot with the sickness, ' 96 Lexus LS on blocks in the yard |
| [02:42.144] | Rust fingers grip first floor burglar bars |
| [02:45.184] | Scarecrow stuffed with straw, stuffed in idly marked cars |
| [02:48.544] | Keep ' em guessin' |
| [02:49.291] | Broke the door at First Baptist, played the pews like project benches |
| [02:52.950] | The light was beautiful streamin' through the broken entrance |
| [02:57.422] | PVC replaced the cadaver bones at the viewing |
| [03:00.453] | Cruel, played for fools, family never knew it |
| [03:02.976] | Jackals chasin' secrets through the ruins |
| [03:05.138] | Diseased tissue sold the planet and another human |
| [03:07.900] | Host body under influence, clueless |
| [03:10.532] | Big spoon, death loomin', tune in, trauma addled |
| [03:13.898] | Room was swollen with squall, the dream showed up on the wall and yous called |
| [03:18.158] | All in all, all in all, all in all |
| [03:21.835] | Projects on the beach, sandcastle instead of lawn |
| [03:24.614] | Trousers, high water table got three legs |
| [03:26.888] | First in the flood, mud mask, cup of blood |
| [03:29.308] | Just ask if you must |
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