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thunderman - npr lyrics

[hook thunderman]
noise pollution
revolution
noise pollution
revolution

[verse 1:thunderman]
compositional lyrics
with a heavy metal mindset
i’m rhyme bent
wondering where the time went
we move in like troops
in jerusalem
removin’ this abuse of music
that’s stupid
we’re shootin’ lyrics
like it was a gun
i’ll smack the vest off mumford
for fun
in front of all of his sons
or daughters
as boring as their father
their mandolins had me so sleepy
i wouldn’t even bother
it’s all played out
like the wub b-ss now
ain’t a f-ck face played
who can touch straight sound
make you duck
taste ground
when this bullet came through
who knew that this dude
had such an insane crew?
banging dj screw
peter tosh, johnny cash
triple threat we are
leave on a footprint on that -ss
drinking jaeger, burning hash
just to get a little sleep
dropping bombs with these songs
like for oil in the middle east, so
give it to me
give me what i need
this is a robbery
of your sovereignty
rush the stage take the mic
from taylor swift and kanye west
make em all confess
des is the best, haaa

[2nd verse: cestone]
it’s cestone keep it bangin’
like a sub in the trunk
they get mad when i rap
like the prodigal song
the voice inspiring thought
i’m unable to stop
i’m k!lling rhythms, giving sentences
like juries and cops
and thunderman strike em down
beat and lyrics surround
and sutl added to the list is an unbeatable sound
invading every single place in the sp-ce to be
it’s cestone, dead end scribes, and the thc
you take weeks to prepare
but you still ain’t fit
this revolution isn’t shootin’
but you still get hit
face the lyrical onslaught
the gods brought heat
not a gun that you c-ck back
my weapon is speech
release your mind from it’s cage
the ignorant plague
i break chains everyday
see me jumping on stage
i summon thousands of rhythms
and play em in my head
cestone i hold it down for the cause til i’m dead
bob your head to the sounds of revolution
using the weapon i’m preppin’
i’m gettin all of you into music
need i clarify the reason that i’m rappin?
noise pollution revolution
the scribes will make it happen

[chorus)

[3rd verse: thunderman]
it’s just a matter of time
before the dead end scribes
flip the table cane and able style
we battle for the minds
of a generation impatiently waiting
these statements stay instigating
with these rhymes we ain’t playing mane
the flame in my tongue is a sword to be swung
the same one
uses rythm and precision
that could make a cougar c-m first
that dum verse you keep spitting
had an unstunned person convinced it wasn’t ghost written
now this old system wanna throw it under wraps
i wanna smack that old b-st-rd holding it back
the gas is trapped
in a bottle with a flag in the neck
set a flame to it
throw it
watch em scatter in all directions
it doesn’t protect them
the neuro infection is their own reflection
psychopathic sciences 2013
it’s got me trapped in a corner
the indeceased chris dorner
rest in peace

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