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letra de colder - haych & novaleit

[intro]
“my name is bjork
and your television
is just about to explode!”

[chorus: novaleit & haych]
prayers of the city bring my life immortal gifts
waiting for a time of healing from the god’s immortal thrifts
in the passage of the sun where no life seems to exist
i been posted, seven days, and it’s colder than a b-tch

yuh, eighth planet from the sun (colder than a b-tch)
visable to no-one (colder than a b-tch, haych, nova)
high wind speeds, got that supersonic flow
blue storm swirled around us, seventh heaven let me go

[interlude]
i-i-i love gock down my throat
slakcer folk

[verse 1: haych]
yung fawkes’ caked in heresy ’till i’m in thе grave
i got bones and th-rns and folklore running through my blackеned veins
you won’t see me, i stay in the night like i’m dg bladee
don’t try us, just pass us and that day will be your lucky day
i got racks, makin’ sh-t
middle finger in your b-tch
call me “hatch” when he text me
autocorrecting my sh-t
but it’s fine, yea, he fine
he can call me what he wants
novaleit, haych money
plastic venus going up

[chorus: novaleit & haych]
prayers of the city bring my life immortal gifts (hah)
waiting for a time of healing from the god’s immortal thrifts (ahh-ahh-ahh)
in the passage of the sun where no life seems to exist
i been posted, seven days, and it’s colder than a b-tch (huah)

e-e-eighth planet from the sun (colder than a b-tch) (hauh)
visable to no-one (colder than a b-tch) (ohh-ooh-ahhh)
hi-hi-high wind speeds, got that supersonic flow (“my name is bjork”)
blue storm swirled around us, seventh heaven let me go (hah)
(“and your television is just about to explode!”)

[verse 2: novaleit & haych]
road to foamcity, downtown, going nuts
in a second i’ll decide which eyes i can trust
a decision takes hours since time’s given up
hundred million years pass but who am i to judge?
ay, sippin’ out the sea
your ass tripping off the sun
10 million armed guards get you shot up like a drug
hear the jaws of death calling your name, why don’t you pull the plug?
you gon’ rot in foamdungeon for centuries to come (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

[verse 3: haych & novaleit]
i’m going daryl-mode like b-tch, don’t f-ckin’ step to me
arrow through your skull, i make the dead walk like the enemy
see me down in roche’, c.e.x. in my heresy tee
we’re gonna blow up and i’ll put that on the k.c

who gon’ get you out of here when eternity calls?
life in pitch black, no light inside these walls
dress in moonrock suit, armour make your b-tch crawl
wake up on the couch, no memories to recall

yuh, eighth planet from the sun (colder than a b-tch) (hah)
visable to no-one (colder than a b-tch, haych, nova) (ahh-ahh-ahh)
high wind speeds, got that supersonic flow
blue storm swirled around us, seventh heaven let me go (huah)

- haych novaleit

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