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• Artiste: Tomahawk
• Titre: God Hates A Coward
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I'll sow my seeds whith a metric grosse No footsteps go beyond it I'll eat the dirt Where the rooster crows Fresh rodeos, behold it Check your pulse in your teardrops Make you a cyclops Breakin' the branches off your family tree Did you act like a floofa Don't you think I've had enough Without looking at the filth of my ability Your truly cause repeats its pulse And makes your tears, if you needed too Make me blow out my brain or I'll point it at you While im thinking of you But I'm hangin' tough! Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by Listen closer to your mother You can hear an ocean roar Sittin' quiet in the corner Put another record on God hates a coward, sonny Got a date with your VCR Watch another action movie Dream of me On the only piano Wrote the fuckin' concerto Shoot pool with your eyeballs, rack 'em up Make a meal of your asshole Gnaw on your fat soul Dipping your heart in my vinegar Like a million disappeared Just how long did you think they would live Prepare yourself, coming to defend And if you ever want to be (?) Coming to kill, I'll never finish my plate Or I'll burn it up Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by