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letra de the countdown - complete and omac

[chorus: complete, omac]
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet

[verse 1: complete]
whatever is
deemed epic, complete said it, the type to throw
your prepaid on the road just to get you some street credit
teen menace with a v-g-n-l, r-ct-m and feet fetish
raw enough to force hannibal lecter to eat lettuce
you fiend tennis, you p-n-s pumpin’ precious piñata
you sweat as i’m startin’ to leave a f-ckin’ dent in your armour
your threats are regarded the cheapest but you reckon you’re harder
you’re fake as the face of a cheeky sl-t with messy mascara
necessities are the things i bring to a warzone
the king of the gore, known to sing and record tones
that cause you to shiver, every minute i’m more grown
the vivid and [?] delivered to your home
sick and deformed, so dark and i’m quite mad
i turn the scene into sparta when i rap
yeah, and if a f-ggot feels the wrath of my right jab
i might have to wipe my f-ckin’ -rs- with his white flag
[chorus: complete, omac]
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet

[verse 2: omac]
three, two, one, what?
some people push me till i burst and i’m about to flog ‘em
not a dirty fighter, dirty rhymer, yeah, my mouth is horrid
when my walls collapse, there’s no need for [?] sobbin’
why cry when in my mind it’s just a house of horrors
[?], ‘cause we all got thousands of ‘em
but i’m yet to [?] hear back like he thinks i’m out to rob him
i don’t get down too often, tryna stay outside the coffin
when i’m dead, i bet it won’t be heaven’s door [?] i’m knockin’
i’m headin’ h-ll’s way, express to h-ll’s gate
no ticket needed, chris is heated from all h-ll’s flames
we’ve all felt pain, you’re soft, man, what’s the deal?
droppin’ ill before i make you disappear like copperfield
you make me wanna k!ll, when my walls fall down
stressed and depressed, but i gotta stand tall now
like a courthouse, here to lay the law down
raw sound [?] the [?] like a storm cloud
[chorus: complete, omac]
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet

[verse 3: bitter belief]
check it out, ayo
i know a lot of people, some are disloyal
it lies right next to chivalry, it’s under the soil
my blood’ll just boil if you ever plan an attack
got sever grabbin’ his back to put a man on his back
we trapped animals, rappin’ with incomparable stats
cannibal acts, we snap at ‘em and have ‘em as snacks
and they say i’m only ever spittin’ arrogant raps
i love challengers, now show me where the candidates at
you outta gas, man, you need your f-ckin’ stamina jacked
i’m not a janitor, but still, i’m here to handle the trash
matter of fact, nah, i ain’t battlin’, i’m settin’ trains
on fire, layin’ down flammable tracks
watch me leave your mindstate scattered and mashed
and watch everybody in the room stand and collapse
when i dismantle ‘em, feed the bone marrow to rats
and throw ‘em in the deep end, how shallow is that, what?
[chorus: complete, omac]
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet
the countdown starts, so we march to the beat
then we climb to the top, till we’re passin’ the peak
seekin’ our stardom, we’re hard to defeat
what, what? tick-tock, better armour your fleet

[outro: omac]
tick-tock, motherf-ckers
it’s the countdown, omac
complete, bitter b
the psych ward, western coalition, syllabolix
2012
we’re reppin’ p city, this is the devil’s resume
the countdown is officially over
f-ck!

- complete and omac

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