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letra de death vendor - rob sonic

[intro]
oh, wow
this is alright

[rob sonic]
yeah, these beats
yeah…
sonic, everybody, throw up sonic, hah
cop music

[verse – rob sonic]
get into your life
use radar-device, fool
parameters iso in and the janitors hide too
a laminate id, amateur iv, salmon
chemical, now answer the wild weave

got a capital cabana corrosive
through the watch-pot boil and the planet explodes
rock-stop royal down the hand of a hostess
quick-slide photo-finish fantasy coach

now don’t take advantage of
the planes to the buildings that are standing up
in a rain-soaked, salivating panic, flushed
i hold still like you waiting for your hands to rust

i’ll let you know when i’m in touch
with reality, but right now there’s an obstacle
my sanity’s a patron on a dollar bus
so formality that might make that impossible

on point like a vulkan’s ear
with the worst dynamics of the waltons, yeah
a bird’s eye’s vantage of the vulcaneers
see, if it’s only for the money
then we’re off to cheers

cut fat with my orchid shears
in the faux fabric of the sp-ce control
sub-access ’til the coast is clear
in the post-stop co-(?)-ting grove

[chorus]
mayday, mayday
close to the corridor
you can get in, get out
you got tickets, tickets
through the exit, exit
go singapore, hypothetic, thetic
people music, music

[verse – rob sonic]
adrenaline gum drop
marauders with lunch box
the all-wheel drive for the benefit, c-m-c-cked
a sedative savant, etiquette sub-pop
the mechanism, teeth
preventative, front-botched
throw the fight, now’s the child’s in charge
of the asylym and the mild r-t-rds
anarchist stylin’ to the dinosaurs
-n-lysts slicin’s ’bout survival scars

suffering, imagining
shots to recover him from sat-rday
gun violence to k!ll a magistrate
you get your funds while your ticket in the cabaret

take a message to your orbiter
that my float-grease’ll get into your foreman grill
like a slow runner reaching for performance pill
and make you see what i’m saying, like a foreign film

[chorus]

[verse – rob sonic]
heir to condition of “release the hounds”
on a bull-run paralell of these accounts
souveneir-shop mugging for the bleacher crowd
boost a via stop bugging the police a hound
in full force like a borrowed five
for milk-jar jade to keep my art alive
in a way to tone of to your art supply
innovative more parts that are marginized
seargent b-lls will (?) your hold
wicks this are similar to kosovo
tips from a simulated roller-coaster
see bits of an ill-stration overdose

[chorus]

- rob sonic

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