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letra de dreadnaught - abbatia

[verse 1: syd solanke]
ha ha
yeah yeah
gimme the hilt
peons peons peons peons
what god don’t know won’t hurt em’
f-ck em, yeah
leave me alone or be in the way
i got a bone to pick, a rib
i don’t need a b-tch i need me a cage
who’s that
different look in my eye
been hold back
i sin in silence
i taught myself how to hide
i’ll be myself when it’s time
it’s time
[verse 2: jazz vicaris]
who’s that
different guy in my mind
i just act, my whole life is a lie
bring it back, i regret all the time
i be talking like i’m outta my mind
what would you do
what would you do
when you get the bread, split that with ya crew
when i get the lead, i’m taking a snooze
don’t think too ahead, you get hung with ya noose
it’s getting harder and harder to love
breaking the hearts of the women, i trust
picking up pieces i already crushed
yeah
this voice play like simon says
make that choice and lose instead
best friends with my f-cked up head
i lose everything for bread

[verse 3: droogie]
frac-tal
frackin open my skull, doors of perception
my snake is self-possessing
hands out and i can’t feel sh-t (sh-t)
you not, me
what’s the name of that flesh, we
not the best, it’s just s-x dreams
f-ck, please, please, please
shock to the system, just what the doctor ordered
crack in my ouroboros and i’m shocked
shocked up by a new horizon, enslaved by a new designer
i’m the a real designer, babe-ey
sculpt the earth and my prey
sculpt the earth that i walk
scoldin all to p-ss off
l!ck the wind as i walk and you know imma
[bridge: droogie & syd solanke]
back street gore
trash meat vore
plastic, drum full-of-acid
gash meat tourist

[verse 4: syd solanke]
i gotta get out
stat
something intruding on me i’m sure
this can’t be me like
they’re in the house
i muzzled that beast and locked that door
i been here before, why don’t it cl!ck
giving in quick, who am i blaming
i’m at the wheel like where my daimon
hop in that pit for the itch
brainless

[pre-chorus: abbatia]
gimme the hilt
gimme the hilt, yeah
gimme the hilt
gimme the ha-ha yeah
gimme the hilt
[chorus: abbatia]
who gon’ catch ya, god
who gon’ catch ya, find out
who gon’ catch ya
fired up
fired up
yeah

[pre-chorus 2: abbatia]
this voice play like simon says
make that choice and lose instead
feline feeding keep me fed
fracking open
shock my prey

[chorus: abbatia]
who gon’ catch ya, god
who gon’ catch ya, find out
who gon’ catch ya
fired up
fired up
yeah

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