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Plane Dead - Tachyon

I come up to the pit fast, like a tachyon
I don't really give a fuck bout those, who can get it on
I come up to the pit fast, like a tachyon
I don't really give a fuck bout those, who can get it on
Put up with this, I'm layin' down the law (x4)

Black giv, white knuckles
Turn around your heads all you cocksuckers
You said somethin', but better don't kid
Or will be fuckin' pounded and lay bleed
My red hands, the mad brawl
Your blood is drippin' down from my chainsaw
You're squirming like a rainworm
I just pullin' again on your main raw
I punishin' your hoe, her pussy touchin'
Her tits is pressin' up to my versace
Now you understand who the traplord
So simply walk away through the backdoor

(Hook)

The basement, your embalmed head
I'm admiring, you're dead
The mic by, one man party
Somebody late fuckin' believed, he's a great artist
No hate more, I'm icy quiet
In honor of your death I'll go on diet
No army, no squad
Here is nobody near, I'm alone as fuck
I'm not callous, like a plastic toys
More gain in tunes, more pain in voice
The U.K., I'm Evil Pimp
So shut your fuckin' jaws and put up with this

(Hook)


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