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Black Water

from WWI by Walking Wounded

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This shit remind of who this shit remind me of
This shit remind of who this shit remind me of

Took a walk down a twisted road just to find that mode
A savage, create a whole new mould
Everybodys got cheese in the fridge, find this in a petri dish
I labeled it hazardous, cause it could be the answer to the can[cer]
But they don't want it to change, It's a culture craze
Maybe I like it too, just tired of the braids
Im tryin to be brave
Sick of cool kids throwin their shade
Or maybe it's chemistry, one new formula could set us free
Black water in the bath water - Acreage boy with a grimy flow
Found yourself in the darkest depths well that's something that you might not know
Down there stirring up muck, catch a glimpse, caught a glimmer
Look at those teeth, look at these gills
This is strange blood it's really gon spill
Faster they crawl, the quicker they kneel
Overlord, overboard
Soon as they swim - more likely they school
Pack leaders, little hyenas
Offspring, mind readers, spongehead get your butt to bed
This is real food, that is bad for you, no whimps here enough attitude what?
Just want you to fly, get out now get dry
You can see the love in their eyes arise
woke by the time brought up in behind
creating confines taught by the sidelines
Silhouetted by the high rise, illuminated by the limelight
Face on Megatron
Optimus, a prime way for the populace to get on top of this
Racist, hatred, strong hands pocketing aces,
I said cold hearted in a warm bed
Warm hearted on a cold floor
Poverty, well it can take your comfort
Real riches still free to explore
Alons y, depeche toi,
Cette merde me repelle de qui this shit remind me of
Ouvre le port, ou son mes cles?
Cette merde me repelle de qui this shit remind me of

When the ocean is floor
And the bad men all fade
Sky dive, great wide open space
From the waste beyond thank god it carried my weight
this shit remind me of who this shit remind me of
When the ocean is floor
And the bad men all fade
Sky dive, great wide open space
From the waste beyond thank god it carried my weight
this shit remind me of who this shit remind me of

Is it a blur? Do you slur? You like her, are you sure? Look at her
Did it hurt? Is it pain? Feel plain? You're insane, got game, got everything
Could be slaying, just saying, you could bang and get brains, do your thing
Make it rain, champagne, Sichi gang, sichi gang, sichi gang
Copycat, copy back, roger, C-L-A-D dodger
Ring around a stage five clingon, call her - bone bust, don't even got a sling on
I'm not fucking this is fantasy rap, and pussy hold power like a battery pack
Plug in and you could recharge, dug up till we see stars
Sunshine or a cloudy day, high time for me to find my way
Open minds, closed combat, quick to listen and slow on attack
No surprise like a squeaky fence, walk around the whole thing and check for dents
And why is everybody so tense, about to kill a man for the rent
(Black water in the bath water - Acreage boy with a grimy flow
Black water in the bath water - This shit aint over yet)
Topsy turvy, like the captain making his way to his cabin
Lost and worried, like the last man trying to get back in the action
Walking Wounded - these scars, bleed bars and make music
Don't get confused when stars lose heart, and get influenced
I've been off shore, I've been on board, I carry sword
I am not your lord, I am a pirate, less likely to buy it
Hide out on an island, got gold and diamonds hidden gem
On a quest for a chest, that's eagle claw, my chief with his head dressed
Pictured east but I'm drawn west, translation's expressionless
I might need an impressionist - to let you know where the X is next

When the ocean is floor
And the bad men all fade
Sky dive, great wide open space
From the waste beyond thank god it carried my weight
This shit remind me of who this shit remind me of

credits

from WWI, released May 10, 2019
Vocals - Man Danger
Music - Outlaw

Mixed by Dan Konopka
Mastered by Mark Christensen at Engine Room Audio

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