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triple one - valentine kid lyrics

[verse 1 : marty]
see me wreck a lung, when i rip it like bon scott
catch him out the front, when i’m playing on hop-scotch
in a motion like girls in pigtails, flip head straight to tail
i’m blind i need braille, in box like emails
young angus young on the beat when i murder
we come in peace, i am ya disturber
think triple one, you thought, bl–dy murder
cold as a gavel on the ice, when we serve yah
wrap round the crack you can’t catch me
gunn drop the paddle and rattle with the apaches
war sword to war lord in my maxxies
run forrest got it like anvils from acme
4 flat dump clutch in a six
speed the simulator round like a world on my pinky
lost my mind with time, gradually
leave a dream up in a puddle of your vomit on it
pop round and shake ground, pushing my break out
hot pounds of grey sound, rockin the place loud
i got a flow that burn the whole place down
i do ideas, and she do it face down
crack off the bottle, we pushing it full throttle
back off the pedal, we letting the ground settle
cake to your face if you called the shots
blow smoke in your face then put out the hot

[hook : phantom & obi]
(sensible head)
sip it like bon scott with that top down know my sh-t raw
(rest on my bed)
i don’t even know is this reality? am i?
(chemical high)
sip it like bon scott with that top down know my sh-t raw
(pray for the night)
heavy mosh i wanna see a casualty tonight
(sensible head)
sip it like bon scott with that top down know my sh-t raw
(rest on my bed)
i don’t even know is this reality? am i?
(chemical high)
sip it like bon scott with that top down know my sh-t raw
(pray for the night)
heavy mosh i wanna see a casualty tonight

[bridge : phantom]
just a pretty face but i take it all
lit up on the grave but i take it home
just a pretty face with nowhere to go
curtain called the day so i take it home

[verse 2 : obi]
said i wanna rock right now
skin tight jeans on a midnight now owl
knee high boots with a design pouch
b-tch coulda k!lled with her eyes and her mouth
liberated women with a heavy chin
crucifying heart or pull a petals grin
can’t be right like she got sin inside
civil pride will lead to suicide
silence sully for my baby sleep
bring the army couldn’t make the sheets
rip a moller spit a bl–dy verse
drop the clutch and middle stick the he-rs-
devil when i’m ready, wanna praise the beast
coma in the winter when i fade to black
dig a hole up in the b-tch and make it 6s deep
rock up in the chevy with the battle axe
tie my laces throw dirty up on you basics
obi ill terrors got more kick than mac 11s
i’m filthy with it spit raw meat on a vegan, villain
come correct or get neck snapped, i need to feel it

- triple one lyrics

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