T.P. Allstars - Kings, Gods, Legends lyrics
[T.P. Allstars - Kings, Gods, Legends lyrics]
Camelot returning the fire's still burning
The wheels are still turning
Kingdom come now
Seven riders apocalyptical darkness
Eliminating luminations with
Tactical heartlessness
In a breath, back from death
Return of the living legends
Back in the flesh
Fresh and so vivid the imagery is religious
Theological prophecies building bridges
Tee's the fifth element heaven sent creature
When the horns of Jericho blow it'll reach ya
Trust me
Ain't nothing holy 'bout the holy ghost
Hell's open your quick to find your ass roast
Another season, another harvest
Another reason to build the hardest (TP)
Do shit or scram this is Lucifer's land
Crew, gang or clan's only few that'll stand
The kings the kings came back from the dead
The gods be the gods, we came they fled
We the legends
We over your head just like heaven
Now witness the return of the seven it's TP
TP the nonprofit organization
Doing charity for the asian
Black and caucasian we uniting the nations
Yeah we're fucking amazing
Loudmouf getting crazy with the masturbations
We faking the hate when we hating the fake
We debating with the hating
So we hating Opaque
We great, baking the cake
With the cherry on the top
Drinking from a furry cup tP we stir it up
We enhance the battle plans for 07'
Modern warfare, fall like
Battle scarred legends, kings
Things ain't what they appear to be
The seven headed beast armed to
The teeth and the enemy
Bear the shame, our heroes have been slain
Buried beneath the fields where you
Reap that we ingrain
There with those weep tears of pain
TP left with another decade to reign
We in the building we building
Doing it for the children
TP we the gods do your jobs be the builder
We top building we like stars man we're nuts
Loudmouf laying pipes hard on 'em sluts
And we start 'em and such
We stars getting huts
Hitting the largest butts in the cup
We got the hardest nuts
And they shaved and polished
They be hanging there dangling in
The face of a goddess
It's the VOT to the CLI to the
CK T to the P hey
He ain't playing right we'll beat up the DJ
Scream on the mic beat the shit out the PA
Get out the way, we head out to stay
It's like they invited the dead out to play
Slightly aroused, red spread out the brain
TP ain't the blood I can let out the bane
The wheels are still turning
Kingdom come now
Seven riders apocalyptical darkness
Eliminating luminations with
Tactical heartlessness
In a breath, back from death
Return of the living legends
Back in the flesh
Fresh and so vivid the imagery is religious
Theological prophecies building bridges
Tee's the fifth element heaven sent creature
When the horns of Jericho blow it'll reach ya
Trust me
Ain't nothing holy 'bout the holy ghost
Hell's open your quick to find your ass roast
Another season, another harvest
Another reason to build the hardest (TP)
Do shit or scram this is Lucifer's land
Crew, gang or clan's only few that'll stand
The kings the kings came back from the dead
The gods be the gods, we came they fled
We the legends
We over your head just like heaven
Now witness the return of the seven it's TP
TP the nonprofit organization
Doing charity for the asian
Black and caucasian we uniting the nations
Yeah we're fucking amazing
Loudmouf getting crazy with the masturbations
We faking the hate when we hating the fake
We debating with the hating
So we hating Opaque
We great, baking the cake
With the cherry on the top
Drinking from a furry cup tP we stir it up
We enhance the battle plans for 07'
Modern warfare, fall like
Battle scarred legends, kings
Things ain't what they appear to be
The seven headed beast armed to
The teeth and the enemy
Bear the shame, our heroes have been slain
Buried beneath the fields where you
Reap that we ingrain
There with those weep tears of pain
TP left with another decade to reign
We in the building we building
Doing it for the children
TP we the gods do your jobs be the builder
We top building we like stars man we're nuts
Loudmouf laying pipes hard on 'em sluts
And we start 'em and such
We stars getting huts
Hitting the largest butts in the cup
We got the hardest nuts
And they shaved and polished
They be hanging there dangling in
The face of a goddess
It's the VOT to the CLI to the
CK T to the P hey
He ain't playing right we'll beat up the DJ
Scream on the mic beat the shit out the PA
Get out the way, we head out to stay
It's like they invited the dead out to play
Slightly aroused, red spread out the brain
TP ain't the blood I can let out the bane