Name: No Kings
Duration: 3 min 5 s
Description: Слушайте песню No Kings - El-P онлайн с альбома I'll Sleep When You're Dead в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:05. Год выхода - 2007

I'll Sleep When You're Dead

El-P

Omar Rodríguez-López

Cedric Bixler Zavala

Tasmanian Pain Coaster

Smithereens (Stop Cryin')

Up All Night

Drive

Dear Sirs

Aesop Rock

Run The Numbers

Cage

Habeas Corpses (Draconian Love)

The Overly Dramatic Truth

Trent Reznor

Flyentology

The League Of Extraordinary Nobodies

Cat Power

Poisenville Kids No Wins / Reprise (This Must Be Our Time)

No Kings

Hip-Hop

Watch your man, I think he's faking the band

Y'all will either run the world or destroy it while holding hands

Architect, terrible vet with bent flashback

Me clutching a 30-odd, burn village laughing

Gas mask latched in, signal for the whirly

Worm killer bird on the set, I flex early

Got to beat the rush and report it all to the hive mind

Weathermen and such, motherfucks, try to malign mine

Let's digress now, kings, put your cans up

Paint the city scope with the prettiest type of cancer

Watch 'em laser surge every tumor like they the relic

New York is the truancy burg, state of hysterica

It's a brutalized lab bunny jumping the fence

Grab the money and the charger for the microchip embedded in head

Brooklyn is the life, equal parts joy, strife

I sit up in the cribbo and carve these 'noid kites out of lead

Who crawled off my back and tried to make friends

Now I'm walking 'round lit like the fun never ends

But someone ran their key on my whip, plus left dents

Welcome to my bastard delight night, gents

Where everything has a meaning but none of it makes sense

Living is so demeaning but rappers still wanna offer

I don't have the time, man, I'm searching for bigger answers

The beat is so sick, made with real bits of panther

The clay of the city streets, don't take to these broken cleats

But I hold my johnson and walk it retarded, it's just me

Full alarm system, New York with no kings

Full alarm system, it's on where you live

My name is El-Producto, my friend, I walk rawly

Oddly bent pod beast, fiends try to draw me

Another close copy but not the God hardly

Sex shit sloppily, fuck yourself, pardon me

Look, here comes the scientists, here they come to cure us all

Mind is on your money, sonny, brain is on the curtain call

Give the kid a sack of D, pass the child a bag of C

Even in the tenement residence there's a pharmacy

Young deadly dumb kick snare pattern play

Dignity for criminals, science for religion

War stole the future, peace is for bitches

Every thing's a felony, relatively hellishly

Cops make guns whistle like here, check the melody

You need to learn to worship the warships

Anything made of steel, of course can leave corpses

Cops on four horses, hot to draw quarters

The morbidist thoughts are made laws and enforced quick

Don't lift your foot off of that land mine switch

Till I make the 20 yard dash and cover my eyelid

We don't need no edumucation, there's no patience

My team is on the food line, blinker in the waist and

Walkies all connected, gotta wait for the signal

Weathermen are the lefties that burn to the bone gristle

Insight is disease, feed the criminal rotary

All over the world it's the same skull fuck locally

Alpha Flight airs that are rare, we rock openly

Feeling like a kid again, umbilical choking me

Never shit on my faction of bastards, not openly

Don't you even whisper shit, not even if jokingly

Straight out of Poisonville, coming up for air again

Now the air is poisonous, environment choking me

Слушайте песню No Kings - El-P онлайн с альбома I'll Sleep When You're Dead в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:05. Год выхода - 2007

No Kings

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