Pop! Q Strange
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[Intro]
Tunnel Runners
[Verse 1]
If you hearin' what I'm spittin' then you diggin' in the darkness
For gothic hard shit, motherfuck the pop charts, bitch
The concerts and the masses can't handle the masters
Of wicked shit, 'cause we the underground bastards
Of hip hop, [like grip locks and sick parts?] in ziplocs
And get punchin' each other when this brutal mosh pit starts
We takin' out the mainstream, each and every artist
I'm on a murder spree to kill 'em all yo, regardless
All these simple cats snappin' they fingers, leanin' back
I'ma snap they fuckin' necks and step over they backs
Hey look! I really got Akon on a hook
Literally in my basement, kid is hangin' on a hook
Swingin' and danglin' on a chain cut in half
I put T in Pain when his brain guts splattered
Hit Justin with a timber and dumped his ass in a lake
And I ain't done, it's just begun, the underground is at stake
[Chorus]
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
We might blow up but we will never go - Pop!
Kickin' wicked shit until my cold heart stops!
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
We might blow up but we will never go - Pop!
Kickin' wicked shit until my cold heart stops!
Tunnel Runners
[Verse 1]
If you hearin' what I'm spittin' then you diggin' in the darkness
For gothic hard shit, motherfuck the pop charts, bitch
The concerts and the masses can't handle the masters
Of wicked shit, 'cause we the underground bastards
Of hip hop, [like grip locks and sick parts?] in ziplocs
And get punchin' each other when this brutal mosh pit starts
We takin' out the mainstream, each and every artist
I'm on a murder spree to kill 'em all yo, regardless
All these simple cats snappin' they fingers, leanin' back
I'ma snap they fuckin' necks and step over they backs
Hey look! I really got Akon on a hook
Literally in my basement, kid is hangin' on a hook
Swingin' and danglin' on a chain cut in half
I put T in Pain when his brain guts splattered
Hit Justin with a timber and dumped his ass in a lake
And I ain't done, it's just begun, the underground is at stake
[Chorus]
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
We might blow up but we will never go - Pop!
Kickin' wicked shit until my cold heart stops!
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
It might blow up, but it won't go - Pop!
We might blow up but we will never go - Pop!
Kickin' wicked shit until my cold heart stops!
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