Modus Vivendi Fossils (Ft. Kensa)
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Topple down the system
Warning this is not a drill x3
Everyone one is going down
We gonna kill kill kill
Topple down the system, warning, this is not a drill
F*K are bringin out the heavy guns, spreadin fear
Shooting everything in sight, blood is gonna spill
Everyone is going down, we're gonna kill kill kill
FOSSILS:
I’m the motherfuckin’ reaper
With the keeper of the flame
We be putting in ya
Thousand rounds, sprayin’ all over your fucking troopers
You be shoutin’ “spare us”
But everyone is goin’ down, finer than angel dust
High on adrenaline
We want to kill em all, and we don’t know where to begin
Starting from the bottom or the top
Doesn’t matter, we won’t stop
Ricochet the fucking Glock
Flesh and blood over the block
Raining blood once we sit on the throne
Real or not, we be slitting your throats
Upon your bones we are building our kingdom
Fuck green notes, you’ll be burning within ‘em
F & K on top of carcasses
Of dead sheeps, dead wolves, and presidents
Destroying other bandits, bring out the caskets
Burn down the Earth and everyone within it
Topple down the system
Warning this is not a drill x3
Everyone one is going down
We gonna kill kill kill
Topple down the system, warning, this is not a drill
F*K are bringin out the heavy guns, spreadin fear
Shooting everything in sight, blood is gonna spill
Everyone is going down, we're gonna kill kill kill
FOSSILS:
I’m the motherfuckin’ reaper
With the keeper of the flame
We be putting in ya
Thousand rounds, sprayin’ all over your fucking troopers
You be shoutin’ “spare us”
But everyone is goin’ down, finer than angel dust
High on adrenaline
We want to kill em all, and we don’t know where to begin
Starting from the bottom or the top
Doesn’t matter, we won’t stop
Ricochet the fucking Glock
Flesh and blood over the block
Raining blood once we sit on the throne
Real or not, we be slitting your throats
Upon your bones we are building our kingdom
Fuck green notes, you’ll be burning within ‘em
F & K on top of carcasses
Of dead sheeps, dead wolves, and presidents
Destroying other bandits, bring out the caskets
Burn down the Earth and everyone within it
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