Takyon (Death Yon) Death Grips
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[Intro]
Tak—, 'k-'kyon
Tak–Tak—, 'kyon, Taky-y-yon
Tak—, 'k-'kyon, Tak–Tak—
Triple six, five, forked tongue
[Verse 1]
Subatomic penetration, rapid fire through your skull
How I shot it on one, takin' it back to the days of tryna lose control (Tak–Tak—)
Swervin' in a blaze of fire, raisin' through my bones
[Chorus]
Oh, shit, I'm feelin' it, Takyon
Hell, yeah, fuck, yeah, I feel like killin' it, Takyon
Alright, that's tight, what it's like to experience Takyon (Takyon)
[Verse 2]
Out of the blue, into the bag
D.O.E. comin' through like "Fuck, what was that?" (Tak–Tak—)
Man, I don't know, but it made me feel so heated
How we creep without showin' you jack
Shit from below, give a shit if you know
'Cause even if you did, bet you'd keep comin' back
Back for more, need it, man, you're addicted to the heat
We make beats catch (Tak–Tak—)
Beat it 'til it bleeds to death, each track
Epileptic seize every head we crack
Like EPMD, snappin' necks as we tap energy from everything on and off the map (Takyon)
Tak—, 'k-'kyon
Tak–Tak—, 'kyon, Taky-y-yon
Tak—, 'k-'kyon, Tak–Tak—
Triple six, five, forked tongue
[Verse 1]
Subatomic penetration, rapid fire through your skull
How I shot it on one, takin' it back to the days of tryna lose control (Tak–Tak—)
Swervin' in a blaze of fire, raisin' through my bones
[Chorus]
Oh, shit, I'm feelin' it, Takyon
Hell, yeah, fuck, yeah, I feel like killin' it, Takyon
Alright, that's tight, what it's like to experience Takyon (Takyon)
[Verse 2]
Out of the blue, into the bag
D.O.E. comin' through like "Fuck, what was that?" (Tak–Tak—)
Man, I don't know, but it made me feel so heated
How we creep without showin' you jack
Shit from below, give a shit if you know
'Cause even if you did, bet you'd keep comin' back
Back for more, need it, man, you're addicted to the heat
We make beats catch (Tak–Tak—)
Beat it 'til it bleeds to death, each track
Epileptic seize every head we crack
Like EPMD, snappin' necks as we tap energy from everything on and off the map (Takyon)
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