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letra de dreams on a big scale - taskforce

[verse 1 -chester p]
deep waters, flying sweet saucers
life reinforced how i take all precautions i’m
in the square with my eyes on three corners
back against the fourth tryna fall through the border i’m
wall crawling, flying sweet venus
time intervened as the pin burst the metre
the spin doc trapped in eternal hiatus
pin drop silence, deafening your chambers
the dark angel, i’m gabriel’s evil cousin
ask damien, i parallel next to nothing
see my light burn bright through a time tunnel
tеlevision is the breast that our mind sucklеs
roll your tongue in, ’cause us cats still slum it
we write all day and then spit on a empty stomach
dust busters hard to k!ll, the hunted runners
final countdown blud, all our days are numbered
soul searching so long and never found a place
my whole life’s like a fire, they’re in outer sp-ce
all i’ve ever really known, is around the way
going sleep and waking up, to the sound of rain
feel the energy that motivates the way i feel
a driller k!ller on the loose with a power drill
i’m gonna live like i’ve got a couple hours still
even though i gotta make my way around the wheel
[hook]
got dream on a big scale, tales of a life lived
eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge
dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps
bar how it might get, can i get a mic check?

got dream on a big scale, tales of a life lived
eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge
dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps
bar how it might get, can i get a mic check?

[verse 2 – farma g]
i’d like to start off with twenty four flavours of venom
and have gremlins running loose there’s gonna be a beheading
i’m like the dark horse fed from the main source
watch as the flames roared drunk on the iron ore
did she just shake her tictacs at me?
i’m bred hot so ho, holey like polo
demonic mojo in touch like moto
scratching at the doors of a h-ll hole’s a no no
spread like the fire flames, screams like a hostage
head like the terrorist as dead like the gossip
and i shot three rounds of pain in all pureness
then i caught the bullets in my fingertips
it’s, tricks blend mix chicken and a crucifix
priest with a bl–dy knife acting like a lunatic
they call me king of the swingers
until my fingers got injured
and slashed off by a priest an a bender
it’s, farms beatnik charms like a gringo
feel like a crew even when i stay single
shoot out your lights man, stunt guy standing
acting, cold as ice with hot hands
you wouldn’t listen to me, you thought i’d lost the plot
you made a boo boo blud there’s been a mix up
confusion reigns, sound clash day tripper
the end is near for you soon, you’re next up
[hook]
got dream on a big scale, tales of a life lived
eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge
dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps
bar how it might get, can i get a mic check?

got dream on a big scale, tales of a life lived
eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge
dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps
bar how it might get, can i get a mic check?

- taskforce

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