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tesla's ghost - jackals lyrics

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[sample: excerpt from the film poolhall junkies (2002)]
you watch those nature doc-mentaries on the cable?
– yeah
you see the one about lions?
– yeah
you got this lion. he’s the king of the jungle, huge mane out to here. he’s laying under a tree, in the middle of africa. he’s so big, it’s so hot. he doesn’t want to move. now the little lions come, they start messing with him. biting his tail, biting his ears. he doesn’t do anything. the lioness, she starts messing with him. coming over, making trouble. still nothing. now the other animals, they notice this. they start to move in. the jackals; hyenas. they’re barking at him, laughing at him. they nip his toes, and eat the food that’s in his domain. they do this, then they get closer and closer, bolder and bolder. ’til one day, that lion gets up and tears the sh-t out of everybody. runs like the wind, eats everything in his path. cause every once in a while, the lion has to show the jackals, who he is

[verse 1]
i’m sky-diving over palm island
the shoe mustard and the legacy 600
smoke the c-ckpit blind, fly-crew blunted
[???] storm the base, blunt force trauma
hostess dutch, my knife rush german luger
shaolin palm, my blade arm black yakuza
kenzo clips, i hit them with designer hammers
chrome dragon’s flames split the whole atom
[] max y357, i roll purple, aim, hit the whole circle
burn bridges, bless i’m in the beige raptor
i hunt, they run, never evade capture
captain, i’m the admiral of the fleet
bare feet, roamin’ jungles of the philippines
[???], dual hand stick fighting
plasma t-tan, i hit them with a ball of lighting
merc’ ridin’, patience, my time biding
violate, we send apes, no sliding
wrong place, wrong move, poor timing
run your whole team down, like large bison
first selection, guantanamo bay section
western, touch of evil, charlton heston
henchmen, from a supernatural dimension
port of preston a chip from the gold benson
pain inside, internal, vivisection
i’m destined to walk to through the halls of bedlam
take aim on point, let a missile go
it’s christmas, your b-tch on her knees under the mistletoe
santa put the pump shotty in the stocking
ate the cookie, clean break, you’re a rookie
seafood salad, taste got the rich palate
smoked blunts with your b-tch, she sang a love ballad
desert scarab, draw swords out the black scabbard
hit you like a stone freight train, nfl madden
gameplay sh-t’s on point, never take l’s
the godhand split your sh-t, like a shotty sh-ll

[gunshots to outro]



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