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taskforce - found a way كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1 _ farma g]
i spend my days throwing rocks at a brick wall
symbolising getting no where fast as my crying call
i’m like a universal outcast and nothing but words
quenches the thirst of a sp_ce surfer submerged
at worst i brang the starburst and drove around the galaxy
in a psychedelic curse in search of earth
and landing in the centre of a bad trip
i flipped the world off its axis just for practice
i juggled as i wrapped spliffs backwards
and awkwardly fell from off my ceiling to the middle of my mattress
you kids ain’t got a f_cking hope in h_ll
‘cus in the shadows there’s the reason
why you’re hеre and why your scheme will fail
wе are the mcbane masters of the universe
for you to fly the flag for all eternia is just a curse
worthless of the brown muddy turf that your sinking in
the vision is invalid if you’re tryna see the things we’ve seen
and i’m chasing apparitions for a living
the unforgiving form of exorcism
man my mission is to rid the world of peter pan
and let you know my evil plan
of tracking cr_ppy rappers down
and string ’em up and let ’em hang
they call me farma and i’m always in the mood for more
so suckers say the word and we can all prepare for war
and i’ll be there as they lay you to rest
watching as the rain pours down on your casket
[hook _ chester p]
is this a scheme from the scenes of a warped mind?
is it a dream or an encounter of the fourth kind?
is it a fact we are lost yet we paved the way?
is there a pill that i can take to make it fade away?
is there a person who can really tell me what it means?
am i officially obliged to sit and rot in schemes?
is this a joke on us and everyone’s about to laugh?
and is it certain ’til you’re certain that you’ve found your past?

[verse 2 _ chester p]
dying isis of tomorrows world
twisted metal grips the future as the misery will reoccur
daily visions of tradition in a wishing well
feeling smitten slowly walking in a spinning blur
dirty money talking dirty to my weaker side
early bird tweaker unreserved ’til the speaker dies
did you ever think of anything apart from this
creeping up your intellect as fast as i can grant the wish
feral minded intervention of a godless land
detonation sends a tremor that’ll jog your hand
is there a sect that i can join? is there a pact here?
is there a place where i can go to subtract years?
will someone tell me what the f_ck i’m gonna say now?
knowing all deceptions are accepted in the playground
i’m just a neo_headed cancer with a dragons heart
standing to attention every time the dusty cannon sparks
the many minds of many voices in a silent zone
living like the dead in a government retirement home
will someone tell me what the f_ck i oughta think please
knowing all the places that a little drop of drink leads
i’m just a neo_headed cancer with a dragons heart
standing to attention every time the dusty cannon sparks
is there a special branch of thought within the dirt here
should i be grateful just to celebrate my worth?
[hook _ chester p]
is this a scheme from the scenes of a warped mind?
is it a dream or an encounter of the fourth kind?
is it a fact we are lost yet we paved the way?
is there a pill that i can take to make it fade away?
is there a person who can really tell me what it means?
am i officially obliged to sit and rot in schemes?
is this a joke on us and everyone’s about to laugh?
and is it certain ’til you’re certain that you’ve found your past?

- taskforce

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