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Hlava Medúzy

11. 12. 2015
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Well it's the high plane's drifter mixed with Jack the Ripper
Dropping lyrics like some waiter, I was sitting on the shitter
Hit you right in the kisser, popped like a blister
Making moves on the track, check mate Bobby Fisher
You mad at me
Mad at me, like I valeted your sister
Drove her like a weapon
And I tipped her, just picture
This a vicious one, I'm on a mission son
This my kitchen stop you bitching 'till the dishes done
Not like you used to, might need a booster
Chop up the beat like I used a yakuza
We got the producer
He supah dee dupah
And I am so stoned like I checked out Medusa

Medusa
Medusa
Medusa
Run up on the track, liquor shot, Medusa
Medusa
Medusa
Medusa
Run up on the track, liquor shot, Medusa
No time like now, imma get it going
Get the hell off of my cloud
There ain't no room and I keep growing
Watch me now I'll go no handed
Got yo feet stuck in the granite
Can't stand still, no, I can't stand it
Keep it moving of the planets
Yeah that new shit, the future
That all should be useless
No time for that bullshit
Hang that nuisance from these nooses
Yeah highly elevated, I feel at home in my zone
Just wanna be sedated like my name is Joe Ramone
Bag of bones inside my closet
Bag of weed inside my pocket
Keep it there to keep me cool
Yeah fuck that drama I don't want it
Yeah I run around getting high like you used ta
I get so stoned like I checked out Medusa


Medusa
Medusa
Medusa



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