Dope D.O.D. & Noisia - Rocket (Original mix) | Текст песни

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• Dope D.O.D. & Noisia
• Rocket (Original mix)

If they thought rap was dead tell the headz shit is Resurrected

Battle royale, ya wont last a second

The rhyme gets injected like smack in ya bloodstream

Dope D.O.D. is the code for the drugfiends

Grab the frontseat and witness the crispness

Six inch syringes turn innards to liquids

I'm like Keith Flint mixed with Sticky Fingaz

Or a cross between Jason, the Fly and the Riddler

This aint horrorcore, its a Stephen King thriller

I curse yo ass worse than that fat dude in thinner

I'm tippin' a stripper that's grippin' my zipper

She whispers she never had sex with a killer

Life on the streets from the pimps to the drifters

Seven sin sickness, i spit David Finchers

Get my hands dirty and chop of your fingers

For stickin' ya nose in my business...S.V. !!!

Countdown, step into the cockpit
Take flight !
Duckdown, when you in the moshpit
Fist fight!
Sex, drugs, yeah we gonna rock it
Get hyped!
Blast off! yeah we like a rocket

Yes ya best believe

Ya shit ain't affecting me

Infectious i confess like STD

Test me please if you wanna rest in peace

I'm semtex put yo chest where ya legs should be

Explosive

My skin is corrosive

The state of psychosis

With coke that i sniff i'm in the state of being hopeless

Hiphop hypnosis

My flow so so soapless

And so

I'm the ghost of the Norths coast ocean

Harpoon topshotta stigmata on my body

Hear the devil say: Hakuna Matata

I'm a goon with a lotta

Pissed coons and we got a lotta shrooms in our system

Yet i'm cool with my kala

Going up and down like sisyphus

Niggas here they must be kidding us

Cause once I start to bust im Darth Sidious

Hart serious

Dark images

The force of the darkside is limitless

Countdown, step into the cockpit
Take flight !
Duckdown, when you in the moshpit
Fist fight!
Sex, drugs, yeah we gonna rock it
Get hyped!
Blast off! yeah we like a rocket

Ghosttown bombsquad we dropping it

We the shit and you full of it

I'm a old dog new tricks laughing at the punks in the bizz there's nothing left to do but reminisce

Still candy flipping got the booze in the mix

Britain's in my bloodline you out for six

Took ya spot easily ya didn't even notice

Fuck all these politics this rapgame is bogus

We coming at you ferocious the coldest hell freezes over we got it all fixed figured out the system there's more then one glitch

Reaper Vicious Rotten here to change the script

Noisia's in the house making atoms split

You can leave it up to us cause we master this

Dope D.O.D. is here just to end your bliss

There's a lot more victims on the waiting list