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letra de blam - hill

wh:
(i can almost)
taste it, celestial take aim at the basis
the best route to shake frame is to break it
because the fist is clenched, the arm is strong, the bomb is armed, and your sh-t is next
smash your glass encas-m-nt, and your face with it
in passiveness, i find nothing but disgrace for living
slammed and crammed then made to listen to ancient visions resold
i demand my sp-ce for living in boldness
emboldened by the infinitely naked oldnеss of fresh clothes
and in linen that flows likе cut ribbons, we launch…
it’s absolutely beautiful… f-ck y’all
from great gas we form to smash through your usual
you think you got it locked down? we laugh at your delusions
all your security seems premature next to futurity
we’ll rip your tendons and rewrite your endings
feel the fury of various individuals
two shine brightly like rarities in minerals
a ball of light; was a comet moving calmly
now i’m striking deep beneath to raise zombies
and beat the drum that bears blessings to the boundless
send lessons for the unaccounted for…
when we eject from black holes, energy undetected by your electromagnetic spectrum, and
anti-gravity particles, your glue will prove useless
we might’ve been on the run but this pond’s lookin’ small
we flow, explode, and break down like the sand
giants from the sky, thundering coming from something
it’s the call, the wall that falls to smash all
and you scram, as tall as one could crawl, land on your hands; scrawl the tale, it’s beyond the pale
it’s what’s coming to land, make no mistake, it’s the mothaf-ckin’ blam
ph + wh:
spent too long laying dormant
we escaped from home and goin’ straight for your orbit
between us the sp-ce is shortening, yeah, your fate is sealed it’s time to face the torment
got an unsafe place of origin and we soarin’ quick, f-ck with the course of the ship
to make the shortest trip, and flooring it
when we both join forces your best defense plan’s to forfeit — we’re swarming

ph:
our tools are beyond, anything you’re set to develop for two or three eons
respond how you will
no recon could ever put you in a position to antic-p-te the friction or pressure
y’all gon’ have to sit through the weather
any prediction is error til our craft makes touch
your meanest stuff’s ancient artifacts to us
we’ll smash the crust then f-cking blast through the dust like (boom)
no safe havens, cause we hatched a plan to land and leave your place blazin’
wipe the foundations of your house to make a statement
crush the granite and blast down through the pavement
stones shake, waves oscillate, and erode the base, of what remains in the wake
no changing our course, ain’t much sp-ce before
this isn’t a warning; it’s a comet burst to flames
while approaching and is aimed to take out your floor
foreshadowing to when we cast shade on your door
invade your estate, make the high stakes toast
then break out and make a glass ghost look opaque
… and where will others go next? where prey goes after detecting holes in the net:
they explode from the reins, roam and finally take control of events
and build nests and homes from the bones that they find decomposing in the mess
we already said it, there’s nothing else to explain…
don’t get to steppin’ and just leave us to our domain?
we’ll aim the mothaf-ckin’ device straight at your brain and blam

- hill

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