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[verse 1: mr. muscles]
(muscles, yeah)
(muscles)
i was like how, what about now
if you try dumbing it down, i’ll send for the hounds
when i’m in doubt, aim for the head like a crown
they mess around, i got bars yeah, endless amount
and when i enter the house, i’ll empty it out
i got a breath that’s heavy and loud
big bad wolf, i’m ready here now
i want my songs in every ear now, i had to put the beer down
life’s really weird now, i’m gonna rebound
they don’t wanna reach out, hit ’em with the free foul
hit ’em with the tea towel
i could write all night, we can just be found
known for a beat-down, bulletproof decal
and if i didn’t bleed out, where would i be now?
where would i be now?
where would i be now?
muscles
too hot when the crew’s off
new spot, we get a move on
too soft, we don’t do wrong
kb, we get our groove on
new songs are like two songs, sour diesel seems too strong
pick the dude that you choose from
usually it’s a moon rock, moon walk in my two socks
2 o’clock, i had two shots
tryna find someone to mooch off, that wacky way takes too long
top boy, chopping the bok choy
callin’ the shots from the convoy, you got the wrong boy
red like concorde, fast like one-four-oh on board
there’s art to the combo, way too raw
came and i saw
wavin’ a sword, you’re raised indoors
yeah i’m outside grinding, gotta make sure they’re making sauce
i got a flame exhaust
yeah my pain’s ignored, raise the claws
aches and sores from the face of wh-r-s
yeah
(tornts, posseshot, psx)

[verse 2: tornts]
up late when i scrawl paint
f-ck attention and f-ck fame
real life, no fake games
no comments here, just pure action
true -ss-ssin, methane
you just g-ssin’, good and evil just mixed up like i’m madagascan
b-tch -rs-, just ducked down like a gat clappin’
uniform, black and red like it’s backgammon
first name, no surname while they blabber up
overlord like jabba the hutt
no amor, no love for c-nts
heinekens for them henchmens that slang muzz
s-static, we hang up
my rhymes get that street love, you a peanut
ay cuz, just ds up
i get walked on like a cheap rug
you an e-thug with a phone plug
murder one to a peter parker
hate jacks like ned kelly, quick spliff out in dromana
claim a lot but they sing like nelly
rough seas, i zip the h-lly
know a lot, don’t believe many
taipans, they switch sides like a moving ferry (snake)
more the merrier, f-ck no, that ain’t it
stick to myself and a chosen few
there’s too many rats in the mix, yeah they all flow with the rap but they ain’t say sh-t
murder mountain, get the holes dug
i’m in fifth gear with a fast rig
you’re counterfeit like a drag wig
dark city like danzig, with the tram pits
and the 86, and the pain there is gigantic
death clocks go tick-tick
my bro, sick of your antics
i grew up with them crims, son
i’m real used to that madness, seen boys painted up crimson
with wounds, are a canvas
i’m travis up in that taxi, with an army jacket i’m balanced
tornts, posseshot, make the posers all anxious
overlords, we overlords
you praying like a mantis
psx, we k!lling this
(kharnicl-ssix, muscles, denter, torntsovic, psx connects)
019, lyrics locked, real bars, no f-ckery

- posseshot

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