Top Songs By TUNDRAMANE
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TUNDRAMANE
Performer
Ko$te
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TUNDRAMANE
Songwriter
Ko$te
Songwriter
Chad Teixeira
Composer
Raine Williams
Lyrics
Lyrics
Pussy boy see me comin like a fuckin freight train
Think about that with ya fuckin little rot brain
Hit a mothafucka with the knuckles full stop mane
Find a little trouble with your words when you talk mane
Everybody talkin but they never wanna walk mane
Grill a mothafucka with the flame like propane
Chop it like an eightball quick like cocaine
Come and take a visit but we charge that copay
Empty pockets feelin like a fuckin bandit
Pull the stick and doin damage
String em up and watch em panic
Is the rope too tight?
Thats your problem fuckin solve it
Consequences of your actions
Soul extraction its a passion bitch
Break a mothafucka with a record time oh
Everybody wanna be the best they ego
Fill a mothafuckas head like placebo
Really wanna talk about it like you know
You dont know shit, yo life is piss
Watch a mothafucka break backs for kicks
Pull a fuckin double time and everything is happening
Its everything I planned you fuckin bitch
Watch it drop, watch it drop
Watch it drop, like a hammer, watch it drop
[Verse 2: Koste
Paint yo fucking walls all red, light burnt out, mo sound, smell death
Every bit of hope in yo soul fell flat with your brain in the wood
And your blood in the cracks (ugh)
I've taken yo bones as an omen, I wear it around on my neck
For yo flesh is still frozen, I've broken the skull of the woken
I carry there wounds on my back till the darkness has spoken (ugh)
Acid eats esophagus, blade feels every fucking inch
Of your flesh will not exist, not stressed youll live I never miss
Escape the clutches of my grip, your blood will flow right through yo wrist
Till you collaps and give into your fate you walk across that bridge
The death of yo morrow, will seep into those
Who remeber your face and will leave em wit sorrow
To go back in time is a wish of all human
But nothing can change what is carved into stone
The ground youve become
As the feast has begun
On your body will feed all vermin
Your blood will inrich all that lives in the dirt
So your life is no longer a waste
You can rest in oblivion
Watch em drop, watch em drop
Watch em drop, like a hammer
Written by: Chad Teixeira, Ko$te, Raine Williams, TUNDRAMANE