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letra de soft giants - taskforce

[verse 1 – chester p]
h-ll raising, gods and moonrakers
soon to hit earth and leave a few craters
came with a vader mask and tomb raiding
cats who can’t wait to test their new tasers
mutated moons with two faces
frown on sunless nights and crusaders
found in endless slums of self triumph
thrive in the hands o’ men that slew giants

[verse 2 farma g]
rah, f-cking with the mic murderer
where there’s tread for the hurdler
true tongue verbalist
shut down shop be burglar
must start panicking, pearlies above ya
it’s a bl–dy blue murder
watch sh-t now you hеard her
and if you wanna be free
then scrеam like ya mean it
ya f-cking with a g*nius

[verse 3 – chester p]
came with a bunch of kids who light fires
halloween dreams with mr. mike myers
walked in looking a part of van helsing
day to day life left the wolf man yelping
first class burial, march and dark crystals
peg leg pirates slammin’ large pistols
found in the endless slum of self triumphs
slicing the hands of men who slew giants
[verse 4 – farma g]
oroonoko neck in a choke hold
step on the track like an ape goin’ loco
no solo, two hand bolo
swept off your feet replayed in a slow mo
in the eyes of a vandal
destroy any kinda crew in a tangle
sh-t, now you’re deep in a cesspit
call for support i make a move to the exit

[verse 5 – chester p]
caveman stuck in a cave with stone mangers
long range callibre drawn for lone rangers
cowboys, camels and empty glass chambers
wh0re house, villas and villains and masked raiders
trapped in the bitter regrets of old timers
gold rush k!llers, then be miners
found in the endless slums of self triumph
lost in the hands of men who slew giants

[verse 6 – farma g]
track biters
dumb f-ck, sock attack
nunchuck, brick or bat
axeman, liver mash
hit a mat, jumped up whippersnap
figure that, old school boom bap
never gonna make it back
critical beat down, leave drowned
then you get ya old phone gone for the queens pounds
in the blink of a cat’s eye
tryna understand task force we could never die
[verse 7 – chester p]
hit the hard times in the back pack looting
soon to rub heads with the rap rasputin
mad monk with a belly full o’ blueprints
skunk drenched bully put a pinch on the new grinch
dumbed down you’ll be found under floorboards
soon to explode with another new warlord
in the endless slums of self triumph
life in the hands of men who slew giants

[verse 8 – farma g]
like a nest full of h-rnets
hat to the side, head down for the swarming
blood shed, blood red, dawning all morning
storming the barrels you were born in
no savior, back breaker, ten acres
covered in a blood red flavour
no music playing in the graveyard
death walks silent
death walks silent

- taskforce

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