Storm Clouds-Has Lo

歌手 : Has Lo

专辑 : In Case I Dont Make It

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:33

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TXT Storm Clouds-Has Lo 文本歌词

Storm Clouds - Has Lo

When the storm clouds roll in it's unlike phase

Cause the palms on my hands absorb the solar rays

And engulf the Earth and flame the last days

I might roll molecular specs the next phase

The evolution has a hybrid human or effusion

Muscle mass balloon iron glaze

Armor skin black ebony blend slang phrase

Transform my braids to razor blades

To hack off your mic hand blood splashes stage face is shock

Crowds still suede hypnotically

Policy that of operative steed anonymous

Infrared seeing silhouette where the problem is

Throwing heads photograph

Mack in the software

Choreographed routines in cross air

Bring rains to cool down the surface of the planet

Anyone alive is left stranded

When the storm clouds swarm the sky

The storm clouds swarm the sky

The next epic

The next epic much more than Battle of Olympus

Diamond sift needle cutter record twelve inches

Soldier of a new day deep inside of trenches

Heavy armed defense when murdering senseless

I acquire powers still unique to theory

Earthquakes break gaping holes in the realities

My love was a nine headed Hydra

In Hellman disguise it killed me inside

Well waiting for the real queen

I'm out of feeling unemotional sober view

Greek god Apollo flesh vessel Has-Lo

Mind elevation be the message in a bottle

And breaks through our green and blue sphere through the cosmos

Through the galaxy and the nebula's

Set to busting thieves cut atoms ever touch touch

Swarm the sky swarm the sky

And forty days a mountain range began to raise

Erosion reanimated Earth under waves

So real by comparison I lay fell my cinema

Salt in the floods corrodes the inner crust

And the outer crust flushed in the volcanic ash

We went hail that passed through your nasal like coke dust

The lack of oxygen a give a slow rush

Lightning strikes trees with the speed of king cobras

Struggling to get a breath of air but it chokes us

Search for a sun in the sky with no luck

Smelling rancid plants and fruit gag 'till you throw up

I slide off like my tectonic plates touch

Something very delicate when you oppose

I call sharp pens I wouldn't pose 'till I failing with

Froze your whole frame and here's to the scenery

Fatal blows are dealt quite frequently