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phfat - skate gang lyrics

[verse 1: disco izrael & smooth mike]
your wooden face spreads terror, could villain in a dark sh+ll
shrill scream innocence, could everybody calm down
break walls, while the free take all
make calls in the snow, chain bolts to your hoes

now is this really what you died for
a little cold blood on the colour of the crime, lord
miniature people making miniature things, and really
smoke [?] and throwing villanous kings

now you can sing to the rebels in the sea of regrets
we get our kicks out of doing things better than best
so while the hapiness machine is in a critical mess
i get the feeling that i wrote majora’s technical depth

eyo, my skate gang the bestest
making mad friends, scratching raps out reflections
poppin off trains seeking cool [?]
kicking cold pain, carve my name upon the nexus
(f+ck your stupid guest list)

climbing up the walls while you calm yourself down
mic blaring out your eyes, see my skeleton crown
the underworld overwhelmes, smoking cutter of death
flashing life for high speeds since the imminent next
faces out of faces in the pictures you love
turn to paintings of the faces of the people you crushed
and the happy machine’s dreams exist in your life strings
for reals and might, scared, f+ck with your nightmares

everything is okay, don’t be afraid
after everything, forever isn’t that long, relax dog

[hook: smooth mike]
fight, k!ll, run from the professionals
fight, k!ll, run from the professionals
fight, k!ll, run from the professionals
make yourself invincible, always be incredible

fight, k!ll, run from the professionals
fight, k!ll, run from the professionals
fight, k!ll, run from the professionals
make yourself invincible, always be incredible

[verse 2: disco izrael]
a search lifeboat, withered in a cold spell
filled with warm bones, clutched till i’ve lost cuts reborn well
what would the seas and a dream team medium
and teach these punks these knees need cleaning then

by the way, i let the poach man animal approach
that candle in the smoke, can’t hatch and hope
i’m a sandwich, fingers on my dad’s witch
sand in the cup and some love for the magic

- phfat lyrics

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