lyrics
All right let's begin to write down a flow,
Got my pens and my pads all ready to go.
Six million ways to fry an idea,
Nothing comes out, man, nothing is clear.
I start to fear the beat on this track,
Paranoid voices know what I lack.
Then both Angel and Devil appear,
Both drunk as fuck they smack my left ear,
„Remember these lines we're about to say:
Nobody's watching, OK?!“
Devil! Angel!
Are you fucking kidding me?
Devil! Angel!
Get the fuck out of my house!
And maybe it's true, I complicate a lot
Damage can be done when I take my shot.
I close my eyes and think of what's true,
(Wha-hoo!) I can do it, so what's new?
I got a full muscle, that beats in my chest
And a brain-fucking-megastorm up in the nest
A vision of angelical, diabolical predators
They're telling us a Biblical fire rages ahead of us
Ten thousand megawatts calling the shots,
Now I have the proof I can verbalize thoughts.
Ten thousand megawatts calling the shots,
Now I have the proof I can verbalize.
Devil! Angel!
Are you fucking kidding me?
Devil! Angel!
Get the fuck out of my house!
Devil! Angel!
Ten thousand megawatts calling the shots,
Now I have the proof I can verbalize thoughts!
Ten thousand megawatts calling the shots,
Now I have the proof I can verbalize thoughts!
Devil! Angel!
Are you fucking kidding me?
credits
from
Volume One,
released March 20, 2015
Music and arrangement by Luka Nauković, Dimitrije Đokić, Tomislav Gradinščak and Karlo Behtan
Lyrics by Luka Nauković
Produced, mixed and mastered by Leonard Klaić
Recorded at House of Pablo
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