九酷音乐网Frontlines歌词
(Intro: Diabolic)
Forget what you knew
Welcome to the muthaf****n' battlefield
(Verse 1: Diabolic)
I two-step with Lucifer, and ever since I started dancin’
I’ve walked a fine line between Einstein and Charles Manson
Starvin' in this famine with my stomach growlin'
Like someone shoutin'
A hundred thousand times louder than thunder poundin'
**** around and I’ll punch your mouth in
I’m king of the mountain
With my life in this project like it's public housin'
Countin' on the fact I firebomb entire songs
And won’t stop until the world's inside my palm like Viacom
Diabolic; I’ll supply the higher wattage via fiber optic wire
Until you acquire some kinda knowledge
'Cause life made me grow wiser than old-timers
Hot-headed like the ghost rider behind a slow driver
Sole survivor, flowin' lava’s second nature
So don’t test, it's best to save your breath like respirators
I’ll throw a punch at your ribs that gives your lungs asthma
And has you pourin' out your guts faster than Dutch Masters
Drunk bastard, past the point of no return
Like Denzel trickin' Ethan Hawke into smokin' sherm
Judgement overturned, held in court like Mordecai
Immortalized when I make statues bleed and portraits cry
I’ll go to war for mine, Rebel Army guard the border
I’m in the trenches, barkin' orders like I’m Sergeant Slaughter
Pray to Jesus H. for mercy, and plead your case
'Cause on the frontlines you’re dead
The second that you see my face
(Hook: Immortal Technique)
This is the frontline
This is the dead zone
Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
This is the frontline
This is the life that I chose
I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
(Verse 2: Immortal Technique)
They said that the success of my music was theoretic
But my revenge is sweet enough to murder diabetics
Eugenics Procter and Gamble credit racial science
Couldn't produce a more aggressive intellectual giant
Nephilim, bury 'em with the bullets left in them
My heart is blacker than the children of Thomas Jefferson
Blacker than back in the days of tar and featherin'
A cancerous endocrine, the eagle that's American
The hatchet and the sticks, the fascist emblem
You could call it conspiracy theory, I don't give a mother****
You could get your mother f****d
National security's a code-word for cover-up
Hold that down, I look at character, never let the color get to ya
I got white Revolutionaries like Muslims in Chechnya
Percussion thumpin' like the Russian Mafia over ya
But even they know what it's like when you fightin' for Svoboda
So whether Slavic or Islamic, vodka/gin tonic
Drunken fantasies are cool, son, but here's the grim logic
You ****** wanna play industry and starve to be rich
Until they **** you for millions like Paul McCartney's *****
My lions live inside a box like Jumanji
Sikh ****** that'll stab you up like Indira Gandhi
So never desecrate the space on which I meditate
My thoughts rip through tank-armored metalplates
And start to resonate
To the spot where Moses caused the sea to separate
The place that the Prophet Muhammad started to levitate
The exact moment that Jesus rose dead awake
And Siddhartha became the Buddha that regenerates
Half a bar over, but I bring it home colder than dead soldiers
Soul controller, holder of knowledge, so **** Dianetics
I'm like the whole library in Kemet with Annunaki genetics
(Hook: Diabolic)
This is the frontline
This is the dead zone
Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
This is the frontline
This is the life that I chose
I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
(Outro: Immortal Technique)
Yeah, motherf****r
Immortal Technique, Diabolic
This is the Frontline
The people first; one time
Thirty-two and a little somethin', ha ha ha
33-Degrees, mother****a
Go home and figure it out
Forget what you knew
Welcome to the muthaf****n' battlefield
(Verse 1: Diabolic)
I two-step with Lucifer, and ever since I started dancin’
I’ve walked a fine line between Einstein and Charles Manson
Starvin' in this famine with my stomach growlin'
Like someone shoutin'
A hundred thousand times louder than thunder poundin'
**** around and I’ll punch your mouth in
I’m king of the mountain
With my life in this project like it's public housin'
Countin' on the fact I firebomb entire songs
And won’t stop until the world's inside my palm like Viacom
Diabolic; I’ll supply the higher wattage via fiber optic wire
Until you acquire some kinda knowledge
'Cause life made me grow wiser than old-timers
Hot-headed like the ghost rider behind a slow driver
Sole survivor, flowin' lava’s second nature
So don’t test, it's best to save your breath like respirators
I’ll throw a punch at your ribs that gives your lungs asthma
And has you pourin' out your guts faster than Dutch Masters
Drunk bastard, past the point of no return
Like Denzel trickin' Ethan Hawke into smokin' sherm
Judgement overturned, held in court like Mordecai
Immortalized when I make statues bleed and portraits cry
I’ll go to war for mine, Rebel Army guard the border
I’m in the trenches, barkin' orders like I’m Sergeant Slaughter
Pray to Jesus H. for mercy, and plead your case
'Cause on the frontlines you’re dead
The second that you see my face
(Hook: Immortal Technique)
This is the frontline
This is the dead zone
Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
This is the frontline
This is the life that I chose
I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
(Verse 2: Immortal Technique)
They said that the success of my music was theoretic
But my revenge is sweet enough to murder diabetics
Eugenics Procter and Gamble credit racial science
Couldn't produce a more aggressive intellectual giant
Nephilim, bury 'em with the bullets left in them
My heart is blacker than the children of Thomas Jefferson
Blacker than back in the days of tar and featherin'
A cancerous endocrine, the eagle that's American
The hatchet and the sticks, the fascist emblem
You could call it conspiracy theory, I don't give a mother****
You could get your mother f****d
National security's a code-word for cover-up
Hold that down, I look at character, never let the color get to ya
I got white Revolutionaries like Muslims in Chechnya
Percussion thumpin' like the Russian Mafia over ya
But even they know what it's like when you fightin' for Svoboda
So whether Slavic or Islamic, vodka/gin tonic
Drunken fantasies are cool, son, but here's the grim logic
You ****** wanna play industry and starve to be rich
Until they **** you for millions like Paul McCartney's *****
My lions live inside a box like Jumanji
Sikh ****** that'll stab you up like Indira Gandhi
So never desecrate the space on which I meditate
My thoughts rip through tank-armored metalplates
And start to resonate
To the spot where Moses caused the sea to separate
The place that the Prophet Muhammad started to levitate
The exact moment that Jesus rose dead awake
And Siddhartha became the Buddha that regenerates
Half a bar over, but I bring it home colder than dead soldiers
Soul controller, holder of knowledge, so **** Dianetics
I'm like the whole library in Kemet with Annunaki genetics
(Hook: Diabolic)
This is the frontline
This is the dead zone
Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
This is the frontline
This is the life that I chose
I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
(Outro: Immortal Technique)
Yeah, motherf****r
Immortal Technique, Diabolic
This is the Frontline
The people first; one time
Thirty-two and a little somethin', ha ha ha
33-Degrees, mother****a
Go home and figure it out
FrontlinesLRC歌词
[00:02.31](Intro: Diabolic)
[00:02.36]Forget what you knew
[00:04.63]Welcome to the muthaf****n' battlefield
[00:08.11]
[00:10.05](Verse 1: Diabolic)
[00:11.46]I two-step with Lucifer, and ever since I started dancin’
[00:14.05]I’ve walked a fine line between Einstein and Charles Manson
[00:17.11]Starvin' in this famine with my stomach growlin'
[00:19.45]Like someone shoutin'
[00:20.60]A hundred thousand times louder than thunder poundin'
[00:22.75]**** around and I’ll punch your mouth in
[00:24.90]I’m king of the mountain
[00:26.05]With my life in this project like it's public housin'
[00:28.39]Countin' on the fact I firebomb entire songs
[00:31.00]And won’t stop until the world's inside my palm like Viacom
[00:33.99]Diabolic; I’ll supply the higher wattage via fiber optic wire
[00:38.03]Until you acquire some kinda knowledge
[00:39.74]'Cause life made me grow wiser than old-timers
[00:42.23]Hot-headed like the ghost rider behind a slow driver
[00:45.28]Sole survivor, flowin' lava’s second nature
[00:48.00]So don’t test, it's best to save your breath like respirators
[00:51.11]I’ll throw a punch at your ribs that gives your lungs asthma
[00:53.92]And has you pourin' out your guts faster than Dutch Masters
[00:56.55]Drunk bastard, past the point of no return
[00:59.16]Like Denzel trickin' Ethan Hawke into smokin' sherm
[01:02.04]Judgement overturned, held in court like Mordecai
[01:04.99]Immortalized when I make statues bleed and portraits cry
[01:07.93]I’ll go to war for mine, Rebel Army guard the border
[01:10.62]I’m in the trenches, barkin' orders like I’m Sergeant Slaughter
[01:13.52]Pray to Jesus H. for mercy, and plead your case
[01:16.17]'Cause on the frontlines you’re dead
[01:17.45]The second that you see my face
[01:18.90]
[01:19.15](Hook: Immortal Technique)
[01:19.36]This is the frontline
[01:20.75]This is the dead zone
[01:22.04]Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
[01:24.84]This is the frontline
[01:26.33]This is the life that I chose
[01:27.78]I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
[01:41.26]
[01:41.52](Verse 2: Immortal Technique)
[01:41.71]They said that the success of my music was theoretic
[01:44.62]But my revenge is sweet enough to murder diabetics
[01:47.40]Eugenics Procter and Gamble credit racial science
[01:50.20]Couldn't produce a more aggressive intellectual giant
[01:53.05]Nephilim, bury 'em with the bullets left in them
[01:55.70]My heart is blacker than the children of Thomas Jefferson
[01:58.28]Blacker than back in the days of tar and featherin'
[02:01.08]A cancerous endocrine, the eagle that's American
[02:04.03]The hatchet and the sticks, the fascist emblem
[02:06.44]You could call it conspiracy theory, I don't give a mother****
[02:09.72]You could get your mother f****d
[02:11.21]National security's a code-word for cover-up
[02:14.01]Hold that down, I look at character, never let the color get to ya
[02:17.70]I got white Revolutionaries like Muslims in Chechnya
[02:20.95]Percussion thumpin' like the Russian Mafia over ya
[02:23.54]But even they know what it's like when you fightin' for Svoboda
[02:26.64]So whether Slavic or Islamic, vodka/gin tonic
[02:29.48]Drunken fantasies are cool, son, but here's the grim logic
[02:32.32]You ****** wanna play industry and starve to be rich
[02:35.02]Until they **** you for millions like Paul McCartney's *****
[02:38.06]My lions live inside a box like Jumanji
[02:40.66]Sikh ****** that'll stab you up like Indira Gandhi
[02:43.55]So never desecrate the space on which I meditate
[02:46.36]My thoughts rip through tank-armored metalplates
[02:49.14]And start to resonate
[02:50.44]To the spot where Moses caused the sea to separate
[02:53.19]The place that the Prophet Muhammad started to levitate
[02:56.08]The exact moment that Jesus rose dead awake
[02:58.98]And Siddhartha became the Buddha that regenerates
[03:01.63]Half a bar over, but I bring it home colder than dead soldiers
[03:04.87]Soul controller, holder of knowledge, so **** Dianetics
[03:08.16]I'm like the whole library in Kemet with Annunaki genetics
[03:11.60]
[03:11.81](Hook: Diabolic)
[03:12.01]This is the frontline
[03:13.25]This is the dead zone
[03:14.59]Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
[03:17.91]This is the frontline
[03:19.41]This is the life that I chose
[03:20.75]I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
[03:34.01]
[03:34.47](Outro: Immortal Technique)
[03:35.07]Yeah, motherf****r
[03:37.16]Immortal Technique, Diabolic
[03:41.05]This is the Frontline
[03:42.99]The people first; one time
[03:46.70]Thirty-two and a little somethin', ha ha ha
[03:52.48]33-Degrees, mother****a
[03:54.77]Go home and figure it out
[00:02.36]Forget what you knew
[00:04.63]Welcome to the muthaf****n' battlefield
[00:08.11]
[00:10.05](Verse 1: Diabolic)
[00:11.46]I two-step with Lucifer, and ever since I started dancin’
[00:14.05]I’ve walked a fine line between Einstein and Charles Manson
[00:17.11]Starvin' in this famine with my stomach growlin'
[00:19.45]Like someone shoutin'
[00:20.60]A hundred thousand times louder than thunder poundin'
[00:22.75]**** around and I’ll punch your mouth in
[00:24.90]I’m king of the mountain
[00:26.05]With my life in this project like it's public housin'
[00:28.39]Countin' on the fact I firebomb entire songs
[00:31.00]And won’t stop until the world's inside my palm like Viacom
[00:33.99]Diabolic; I’ll supply the higher wattage via fiber optic wire
[00:38.03]Until you acquire some kinda knowledge
[00:39.74]'Cause life made me grow wiser than old-timers
[00:42.23]Hot-headed like the ghost rider behind a slow driver
[00:45.28]Sole survivor, flowin' lava’s second nature
[00:48.00]So don’t test, it's best to save your breath like respirators
[00:51.11]I’ll throw a punch at your ribs that gives your lungs asthma
[00:53.92]And has you pourin' out your guts faster than Dutch Masters
[00:56.55]Drunk bastard, past the point of no return
[00:59.16]Like Denzel trickin' Ethan Hawke into smokin' sherm
[01:02.04]Judgement overturned, held in court like Mordecai
[01:04.99]Immortalized when I make statues bleed and portraits cry
[01:07.93]I’ll go to war for mine, Rebel Army guard the border
[01:10.62]I’m in the trenches, barkin' orders like I’m Sergeant Slaughter
[01:13.52]Pray to Jesus H. for mercy, and plead your case
[01:16.17]'Cause on the frontlines you’re dead
[01:17.45]The second that you see my face
[01:18.90]
[01:19.15](Hook: Immortal Technique)
[01:19.36]This is the frontline
[01:20.75]This is the dead zone
[01:22.04]Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
[01:24.84]This is the frontline
[01:26.33]This is the life that I chose
[01:27.78]I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
[01:41.26]
[01:41.52](Verse 2: Immortal Technique)
[01:41.71]They said that the success of my music was theoretic
[01:44.62]But my revenge is sweet enough to murder diabetics
[01:47.40]Eugenics Procter and Gamble credit racial science
[01:50.20]Couldn't produce a more aggressive intellectual giant
[01:53.05]Nephilim, bury 'em with the bullets left in them
[01:55.70]My heart is blacker than the children of Thomas Jefferson
[01:58.28]Blacker than back in the days of tar and featherin'
[02:01.08]A cancerous endocrine, the eagle that's American
[02:04.03]The hatchet and the sticks, the fascist emblem
[02:06.44]You could call it conspiracy theory, I don't give a mother****
[02:09.72]You could get your mother f****d
[02:11.21]National security's a code-word for cover-up
[02:14.01]Hold that down, I look at character, never let the color get to ya
[02:17.70]I got white Revolutionaries like Muslims in Chechnya
[02:20.95]Percussion thumpin' like the Russian Mafia over ya
[02:23.54]But even they know what it's like when you fightin' for Svoboda
[02:26.64]So whether Slavic or Islamic, vodka/gin tonic
[02:29.48]Drunken fantasies are cool, son, but here's the grim logic
[02:32.32]You ****** wanna play industry and starve to be rich
[02:35.02]Until they **** you for millions like Paul McCartney's *****
[02:38.06]My lions live inside a box like Jumanji
[02:40.66]Sikh ****** that'll stab you up like Indira Gandhi
[02:43.55]So never desecrate the space on which I meditate
[02:46.36]My thoughts rip through tank-armored metalplates
[02:49.14]And start to resonate
[02:50.44]To the spot where Moses caused the sea to separate
[02:53.19]The place that the Prophet Muhammad started to levitate
[02:56.08]The exact moment that Jesus rose dead awake
[02:58.98]And Siddhartha became the Buddha that regenerates
[03:01.63]Half a bar over, but I bring it home colder than dead soldiers
[03:04.87]Soul controller, holder of knowledge, so **** Dianetics
[03:08.16]I'm like the whole library in Kemet with Annunaki genetics
[03:11.60]
[03:11.81](Hook: Diabolic)
[03:12.01]This is the frontline
[03:13.25]This is the dead zone
[03:14.59]Barely alive or in a box is how you head home
[03:17.91]This is the frontline
[03:19.41]This is the life that I chose
[03:20.75]I thought I told you mutha****as to lock and load
[03:34.01]
[03:34.47](Outro: Immortal Technique)
[03:35.07]Yeah, motherf****r
[03:37.16]Immortal Technique, Diabolic
[03:41.05]This is the Frontline
[03:42.99]The people first; one time
[03:46.70]Thirty-two and a little somethin', ha ha ha
[03:52.48]33-Degrees, mother****a
[03:54.77]Go home and figure it out
Frontlines歌词，FrontlinesLRC歌词
歌曲名：Frontlines 歌手：Diabolic 所属专辑：《Liar & A Thief》
作词： 作曲： 发行公司：未知 发行时间：2024-01-16
歌曲ID：3749542 分类：Liar & A Thief 语言： 大小：3.99 MB 时长：04:22秒 比特率：129K 评分：0.0分
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