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bad move - phoenix كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: bad move]
the powers of gravity tryna keep me down
lyrical miracle spherical stayin around
sonically prevalent say i’m one with the sound
malevolent elephant 10 toes placed on the ground
i will not be caged in i’m working with my cadence
and savin all of my mercys rules for these sadists
i’m placin place mats in 7 different places
drain all of your chakras send you into shock like raiden
these four walls will not not hold this beast
tear the noose from my nape i will be unleashed
steely knives scr-pe, but your bones the feast
i will not cease until you all deceased
pinnacle penance verses in cursive is my penmanship
students and teachers i’m the wizard your an apprentice
and send for your tomb enter the womb go be a kid again
this is the room that’s for your doom it’s time for ending it
peace

[bridge 1: bad move]
the birdcage is merely steel walls to keep me inside
however i will escape and i will strive
ever since i was 5 i taught myself how to survive
grabbed the stick shift and i learned my own drive
i gotta strive, stay alive
be black and die
(revered)

[verse 2: kyce]
i was born to fight
trained to k!ll
and i’m
ready to die
but i never will
so this
lethal weapon i must conceal
harrier striking opposition
from here to brazil
i’m praying that i’ll get to home base
or make it home to make out hill
my n-gg- committed a cold case
from genecide to jeffries will
im from the catacombs
im stone cold
i was born with shatterd bones
leaf hot wind wit a mac 10 attack defend
the young scorcher underground
on the prowl like ackerman
leave em torn like levis
in mi casa f-ck yo acronyms
i’m a war torn bleeding soldier
drippin on burning sand
cryogenically frozen
i was chosen
the world is in my hands
reaper death sealing
these n-gg-s
i’m a villain
repentin for my sins
it’s part of my niche
with mad penmanship
july 7th sozens comit
i’m going to scorch the earth
and burn the dirt where all my enemies lay
know what you’re worth

[bridge 2: bad move]
the saunter turns into a slow fall
the dark one turns to the pale horse as it cracks its crown from its ignorance
the tables have turned and those that once ate are now being eaten
it ain’t fun when the rabbit got the gun
(reversed)

- bad move

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