Testo Dead Pixels - Redbeard feat. Vader & Kosyne
Testo della canzone Dead Pixels (Redbeard feat. Vader & Kosyne), tratta dall'album Misc
Since a bearded wonder boy I was into gaming
Swing from lampposts over traffic, Ninja Gaiden
This ain't no simulation, fingers aching
Silent Hill, time to chill, bring the patience
Sprinting further, dodging traps that are meant to hurt ya
Time the gaps, time elapsed, Prince of Persia
Getting hooked on my mud, Abu Hanza
Try and duck, sending my dogs, Shadow Dancer
End of scheme, twisted entity, centipede
Run the gauntlet, enter speed, F-Zero, sense a beam
Sent to scream, believe me, it was meant to be
Enter me, smash TV, entry fee, 20p
Outrun to the outro, no trouble, hell no
Red B deadly as a double dragon elbow
If you mess with art I'd get hit with a halfpipe
No Tony Hawk's, more like the start in a Half-Life
Dipping in the archives, those tactics
Roll rash kicks off the track quick so you can't ride
On a rampage, there's no stopping this assault
Taking out your dogs, call it Operation Wolf
Disruption is default, I got dads in my head
Born and raised in a corner in House of the Dead
A vigilante, only down for respect
Or get buried quicker than E.T., out on the Ness
Playing for the power-ups (Dead pixels)
Had so many hours lost (Dead pixels)
Aiming for the high scores (Dead pixels)
Didn't even try at all (Dead pixels)
Raised by the 8-bit (Dead pixels)
Donkey Kong going ape shit (Dead pixels)
Games that are sacred (Dead pixels)
Game over, we ain't playing (Dead pixels)
I got mad game tactics, learn to respect 'em
Going against me's long like loading a game for the Spectrum
It'll be your final fight, you won't get to play the collection
Try block my every move, I'll step my way through your Tetris
I got that killer instinct, so I thrill kill with my Ultra Gun
With a golden axe to slay a beast and turn it into an altered one
Total different calibre, don't know where the soul's gone
When I feel that fatal fury, all of my control is lost
Classic learner, pushing fire out, afterburner
Back to murder like a Tenchu assassin
Not on all the art of fighting, solo stress and bragging
It makes me wonder, boy, the last in the world with Alex
Made new levels, Mario on the way to the palace
Not took the Sonic route and found them circular habits
I was a console junkie, gaming addict
But this music took over and it changed my habits
Playing for the power-ups (Dead pixels)
Had so many hours lost (Dead pixels)
Aiming for the high scores (Dead pixels)
Didn't even try at all (Dead pixels)
Raised by the 8-bit (Dead pixels)
Donkey Kong going ape shit (Dead pixels)
Games that are sacred (Dead pixels)
Game over, we ain't playing (Dead pixels)
Uh, either mics or joysticks
Anyone can get it, guess verse or reverses
I'm buddy in the credits, got soul
Calibre is different to most
Muscle memory combos and I'm catching a ghost
Fatality, cast a high score on the entry
Taking my time so don't pit fighters against me
Unless they got a killer instinct for the best
And a primal rage to separate bones from the flesh
Then come get it, I just hope your patience is a virtue
A fighter like me's not the type that you can step to
I flex the pen like a vendetta or a final fight
For contenders if they can't get the timing right
Any mere mortal try combat my writtens
No coming back from the death move that I'm setting
Think a street fight is tough, you can't have hit the arcades enough
Go get your change and come spar with us, what up
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Tweed, Michael Lacey, Darren Hay, Christian Mooney, Graham Wickham
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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