Testo Original West Coast - Swollen Members
Testo della canzone Original West Coast (Swollen Members), tratta dall'album 1997
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
It's really just elementary
The turn of the century's focal point with forced entry
Force not to be reckoned with
Second wind sets in
Jolts of electricity
Sting with synchronicity
Scorpion's tail snaps
Crippling simplicity
Walk through the desert
One breath creates a sandstorm
Transform
Rattlesnake strikes
Now your hand's warm
Fangs puncture palms
Venom seeps through your veins
Pain you shouldn't intervene
See me on the center screen
Kaleidoscope
Aqua blue
Turquoise and wintergreen
Sunshine blasting bright beams of ultraviolet
Violent sentence
Stylist causes silence
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
Temperature
Very low
Icicle hailstorm
Below zero
Between the channel of the cable and the crossbow
Comes an elevation of pressure
In regards
Come hell or high water
When all hell freezes over
And breaks loose in a handbasket
Idle hands
Mastered my mixdown
Instead of slanging tools in the fallen angel's workshop
Burning the once lifted whip in the slave ship galley
A quick trip through the gallery
And I'll see all that I need
Death on a pale steed
Heads on a steel blade
Treads on a shallow grave
All in a hollow acrylic frame
The future flashes redundancy
Do what you can to fuck the industry
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
A captain can't abandon his ship
Stranded I randomly rip
Rap with a strangling grip
I'm mangling quick
Prevail's a hard rock
You're just a dangling dick
That's about three inches
At first it kinda pinches
Then it burns like you wouldn't believe when I get in you
Any venue
Mad Child's filet mignon on the menu
Let's continue
First I'll send you to the fiery depths where molten core is molded
Don't suck my dick, just hold it
I took and shook the house
First we rocked it then we rolled it
I told you I was holding four aces
You should have folded
I dig what I've written
With greater expectations than Hemingway
Loaded to the teeth
The dull steel hold of my fully war equipped skull
Shoots down the sandbags
Cancel the streak of award winning costumes and makeup
Big tops and vaudevillian villains
Break up the chameleons
To blend into fibers and fabrics
Hybrids of unnatural schematics
Plastic coated human form makes them easy targets for rifle practice
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
The original west coast rhyme riders
Credits
Writer(s): Shane Bunting, Robin Hooper, Kiley Hendriks
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