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Dropkicks From Saturn

from Nigger Rigged Time Machine by Tomorrow Kings

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lyrics

W.J.T.G: We are Tomorrow Kings. We have a message for you.
Back from the future. Rap Karma Sutra. Scrap, scrap what you used to. You was napping. See what happened? Crack in your mucus. Acting like a doofus. I make wet Medusas.
While you stalling we be balling. Hacking niggas stupid. Attacking they shitty shooting.
Decapitating Confucius. Running blades full in paid. All your shit is useless. We make rap, abusive. Cooking, chopping, screwing gravity. We dropping kicks from Saturn.

C.S. :Marty Janetty. Dropkick Murphy Eddie. Charlie, we ready to open up your belly. Hope your heart beat is steady. T.K. tagged around the world with Sharpie machetes. Messy. And who gon’ clean it up? The custodians. All they want to do is kick up dust at the podium. Do it for the kids but we don't fuck with Nickelodeon. Okay, so you winning. Nigga, what? Get your trophy bent. Homie, this that shit you thought that you could classify. Ask hip-hop if you ask it's pops you'd think our music's bastardized. Gassing rapid madness to keep the savages satisfied. Check us try to catch us cash us fast. Want to capitalize? And you really think that’s gonna ride? .

M.E.: Catch me in yo jam on some cool shit/, Up in the place you trying to hate and locos is choosing. Blood in the water. They matic and auto to move in. What you gone’ do then? ‘Cause if you cant blend with my mens you catch a bruised chin. Open doors of opportunity letting the truth in. ‘Cause if you ain’t one of the gods or then squad then we boo him. I’m on some sneak peek freak shit the opposite of losing. So watch what you doing?

S185: "Not you, nigger!" It's Little Willie Brick Hands. Flip ships at a quick glance. Splash the eye third. Exploding landmine punch a human face into quicksand. Cool your fans off. Irony! Tilted crown smooth hands get mistaken for the wind. Wilting life and buildings alike without changing to a new stance. Break it down: I got a home fortress made of Four Horse Men corpse. What else? Those corpses are bathed in mutated animal endorphins. What else? The animals in question are two-headed tigers and swordfish. The swordfish was outfitted with weapons stolen from Transformers. Now it’s time for the chorus.

I.B.: Dropkicks from Saturn. Supernova sound scapes stomping through your tavern, tipsy off the crime rate. Chopping up these classics, push it through the circuit plus pterodactyl apparatus. Flyest off the pendulum. Origami paper cuts bleeding by design. I'll slice that aura to the baby crumbs. beasting till I die. The highest marker spark a mania. Track archer target practice spark the match and blaze it up. Why these cats afraid of us?

credits

from Nigger Rigged Time Machine, track released December 3, 2013
Produced by DJ Seanile

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