Песня Third Eye в исполнении Messy - слушать онлайн в хорошем качестве или скачать трек в Mp3 бесплатно на ПК или телефон.
Do something but you probably get the wrong take Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me I got my third eye open My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins You're never gonna see what's in my pockets More bodies on the floor that's a problem This devilish smile is my calling 'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling It's so appalling That so many people hit the floor The bodies fillin up the drawers man How do we solve it We shoot the government Ship and fly up under 'em Bitch your bridal moment Ain't the reason I'm dyin alone It's the missile flying up over my home I'm bout to be Dynamo Cause in the blink of an eye We'll disappear and divide at the nose You wanna be living in Wonderland Wallow in trees and apologies Never appose We're lending money over seas We printing money over trees The whole departments on it's knees Not knowing noone owns any parts Of all these things We're just existing in an instance But it's hard when only greed will get you far In any business And the difference in the path you take You're either gonna star Or be a victim to the starvation And Superman is just a fiction For this situation Do something but you probably get the wrong take Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me I got my third eye open My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins You're never gonna see what's in my pockets More bodies on the floor that's a problem This devilish smile is my calling 'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling The streets are paved with every seasoning of hate Ayo I need to get away But something keeps me in my place Just like the screen before a play Your team are on at eight And so to be is what you make Don't feel like me I could be fake Identity crisis In a time when whores complain about The ketamine prices Need a Tylenol My fever's running wild Sneakers just to sneak in at the speed of light And beat up all the she-mans burning fetus' From amphetamine highs Dead on every level other than physical Yeah man im fuckin' sick of burning out like a typical Lit candle wick Sucking terminal cancer sticks Your vertical leap is more overturned when you slippin' into An immiscible mixture with flix 'n' dicks in your pictures You really need to step in the kitchen And flick them switches Cause listen All them dishes transition And make suspicious decisions Then you get mixed up with chickens And stuffed in Mission's Tortilla's Ah Who am I to say Got a shit ton of anxiety I need to hibernate I'm so wired off the stress I need my eyes replaced They're so dilated Could say they're 'dinner plated' Cause my future's looking full And I'm so hungry that my cooking has me dissipated Now I'm on a mission to make it But get your group Retake the second shoot Invest your deuce Protect your two whole cents But you're sweating cause you still don't wanna Do something but you probably get the wrong take Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me I got my third eye open My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins You're never gonna see what's in my pockets More bodies on the floor that's a problem This devilish smile is my calling 'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling
