CunninLynguists feat. Tonedeff - Urutora Kaiju | Текст песни

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• CunninLynguists feat. Tonedeff
• Urutora Kaiju

[Verse 1: Tonedeff]

I am... Phallaxor The Matter Lord
Master of war with plasma swords
Massive in form with acid pores
Mad for the taste of your planet’s core
Gnashed in my teeth and I plan to hoard galaxies worth
I’m a savage
Bored, naturally - because the lack of sport saddens me
I’m a galactic force!
Who dares to battle when standing before me, renders you halved?
When I warp through parallel paths to distort your atom’s order!
The Galaxian Matador, dash at me
Within a flash you’ll see packs of me
That’ll be swarming within an asteroid storm
Here is your last chance warning, Then I won’t ask no more
Did you get that?
Then I’ll hit you with that celestial bitchslap

[Verse 2: Natti]

Perpetual impact that your mind can’t shield
Weighing in at a gillion parsons it’s Zarcon Steele
Tentacles tatter your tissue, till torn, tender to the gristle
The pitiful pray for the victim, I evict the veins of the victor
No matter the matter you’re made of it contains the brains that I make haze of
Thoughts you’re thinking you thought are those brought to those that I make slaves of
The pecs your appendage’s pump is the hunk of flesh that I make caves of
Imprint the pattern of Saturn across your face like its make-up

[Verse 3: Tonedeff]

You better wake up!
You speaking of Saturn - you late much?
If you’re reading the data it’s 8 months till you see where the flash and the rings of my championships came from
Now you want light-speed?
Say what?
There is no one like me, Likely, so it doesn't take much
If you’re taking up space and you’re in need of a weight cut
I’ll sever your tentacles, then I’ll make ‘em a paintbrush
Staining a blood moon
Creative within one swoop - parted in four
The Cosmic artist of war, you could say that I was Sun Tzu
Plotting the gore
One-Two!
You can hold my weapons, I’ll punch through your core defenses
Then I'm shattering your orbital bone
While knocking the solar wind out of your solar plexus

[Verse 4: Natti]

You're outta your mind, this marble is mine
To break into dust and do as a line
Or roll it with space and lace it with time
Right after I separate you from your spine
I'm here to perpetuate your demise
I savor the hint of hope in your eyes
When I'm done I'm sticking my dick in a black hole and creating the sun (son)
To shine down on your grave from
Wherever the fuck I came from
Pimping this planet since day 1
Your earth chose me
Zarkon's so far gone in your galaxy balls deep
Weight of the world, fate has been hurled
Too close within arm's reach