_kronos by TX_dazeynah Lyrics
[01: astrophysics.]
[Produced by JakeThaRippa & Boyard Bes]
[Intro: 00:00 - 00:03
3, 2, 1 - GO!
[Chorus: 00:03 - 00:30]
Ay, got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That’s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker flip
Got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That‘s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker flip
[White Noise]
[Verse 1: 00:30 - 01:43]
I ain’t crying for being accepted, ain't even logical
Fighting magical and writing fanciful
The motherfucking revеnge is radically
Moving out of germany, rapping till infirmary
I’m new to that shit, but I’m doing that shit likе an activity
Motherfucker, you can’t steal my fucking energy
Wait? let me hit and beat it with the pain
Got the motherfucking astrophysics in my brain
Fucking that fucking chain
Jumping out the motherfucking airplane
God’s only Aliens, grey slime-monsters shining with the radiance
Rhyme stronger, got pray mobsters, crime story stalkers
Fuck that shit, the sun in even hotter, alter ego
Rocket launched, open the mc launcher
Staring at the night sky, star in the bright eyes
I‘m star-link and I gotta be faster than the light
And I‘ma go to the bright side, big step for the mankind
We can be alright, took a look at the moon, while I write, midnight
Please safe us, tell _____ “I‘m a fan“, listen in the motherfucking twilight
I can tell you what I can, I might be a young man
Nobody understand who I am, maybe I‘m the Super-Duper-Human
I decide my homicide like Neptune, still got all my old homies, but ain‘t no Nqtun
And I still don‘t tune, writing lyrics is my afternoon
Droping lightnings by my physics when I step to
Effect on, hack on, y‘all only fucking add-ons, get on the science fiction
You spit nonsense and it‘s your content
They don‘t listen to my work and my words
Nothing is as strong as the earth, stronger than the percs
Waking up with the satisfying birds, I’m dying with the records
I‘ma better breath in a ocean, came in peace to the potion
Ufo‘s flying in a explotion, rapping is a different emotion
Die, motherfucker I‘m fucking surprised
All that motherfucking Aliens gotta arrive at the earth
And tell us what they already recognized
We ‘bout to get other planets civilized, you fucking loser
Lyrical exercise, did my Astrophysical eyes
Typical paralyse, spirital analyse music, I’m abusing
Rappers got controlled, rappers are robots
I’m Kronos and I came from the Saturn, God of Time
The clones went, but they gotta Return, got a rhyme
With my lyrics I could fill out a motherfucking book
I’ma go on to the motherfucking hook
[White Noise]
[Chorus: 01:44 - 02:09]
Ay, got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That‘s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker flip
Got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That‘s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker-
[White Noise]
[Verse 2: 02:09 - 03:08]
Take the energy and power of fucking Poseidon
Dad of Titan, sniffin’ the magic of the trident
If I’m sittin’ in my room, I can hear siren sound
Talking ‘bout the universe with my friends and break the orion down
Underrated rhyming, do we rising to other universes, or do we forever dying
I will forever grinding, always trying
I lost myself in the science, so I’m sitting in my room
That’s the mission of Rudolph
Who called my phone, that’s too false
Include all of my knowledge, blew off
I’m letting my lyrical side be my turn up side
Fuck blowing, I’ll get shot into the orbit
Had a lot to explain and to tell, that’s my target
Goin’ in the door of the rocket, watch me washing my face under the faucet, vomiting on my carpet, waiting till the motherfucking fire-curses come and motherfucking kill-
And since my personality change I know that I’m getting better and better until one day I’m the best in the multiverse
I’m the first one in my fam doing this and I will never reverse
Tired of the rhyming and the right sing, but still don‘t have a motherfucking ghostwriter
Drop a lighter at the area
Out of bavaria, moving on to my art - Madeira
Never interested in life
Humanity ain‘t smart, we gonna fall apart
The musical part of myself, all shelves got elk
„quietly I‘ll get on the mercury“ that shit was a classic
I’m not wasting my time, I work early, doing my magic
Out of this hell, out of germany, and I gotta be intergalactic
No fucking panic wit’ the motherfucking tactic, don’t need all this romantic and dramatic shit, but all that automatic shit
Motherfucker I was never fucking acting like I’m not fucking interested in anything
So now I’m getting in a motherfucking crash like motherfucking Milkomeda
[Instrumental Outro: 03:08 - 04:35]
[White Noise]
[Produced by JakeThaRippa & Boyard Bes]
[Intro: 00:00 - 00:03
3, 2, 1 - GO!
[Chorus: 00:03 - 00:30]
Ay, got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That’s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker flip
Got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That‘s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker flip
[White Noise]
[Verse 1: 00:30 - 01:43]
I ain’t crying for being accepted, ain't even logical
Fighting magical and writing fanciful
The motherfucking revеnge is radically
Moving out of germany, rapping till infirmary
I’m new to that shit, but I’m doing that shit likе an activity
Motherfucker, you can’t steal my fucking energy
Wait? let me hit and beat it with the pain
Got the motherfucking astrophysics in my brain
Fucking that fucking chain
Jumping out the motherfucking airplane
God’s only Aliens, grey slime-monsters shining with the radiance
Rhyme stronger, got pray mobsters, crime story stalkers
Fuck that shit, the sun in even hotter, alter ego
Rocket launched, open the mc launcher
Staring at the night sky, star in the bright eyes
I‘m star-link and I gotta be faster than the light
And I‘ma go to the bright side, big step for the mankind
We can be alright, took a look at the moon, while I write, midnight
Please safe us, tell _____ “I‘m a fan“, listen in the motherfucking twilight
I can tell you what I can, I might be a young man
Nobody understand who I am, maybe I‘m the Super-Duper-Human
I decide my homicide like Neptune, still got all my old homies, but ain‘t no Nqtun
And I still don‘t tune, writing lyrics is my afternoon
Droping lightnings by my physics when I step to
Effect on, hack on, y‘all only fucking add-ons, get on the science fiction
You spit nonsense and it‘s your content
They don‘t listen to my work and my words
Nothing is as strong as the earth, stronger than the percs
Waking up with the satisfying birds, I’m dying with the records
I‘ma better breath in a ocean, came in peace to the potion
Ufo‘s flying in a explotion, rapping is a different emotion
Die, motherfucker I‘m fucking surprised
All that motherfucking Aliens gotta arrive at the earth
And tell us what they already recognized
We ‘bout to get other planets civilized, you fucking loser
Lyrical exercise, did my Astrophysical eyes
Typical paralyse, spirital analyse music, I’m abusing
Rappers got controlled, rappers are robots
I’m Kronos and I came from the Saturn, God of Time
The clones went, but they gotta Return, got a rhyme
With my lyrics I could fill out a motherfucking book
I’ma go on to the motherfucking hook
[White Noise]
[Chorus: 01:44 - 02:09]
Ay, got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That‘s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker flip
Got rooftop missions like boobs in my visions
Bitches jumping from the bridges
Still move pistons, distance in the system
Can’t move position, ugliest object twisted
Fucking Wiz-Kids, all that shit is mystic
So artistic, astrophysics, futuristic
That‘s enough to make a motherfucking motherfucker-
[White Noise]
[Verse 2: 02:09 - 03:08]
Take the energy and power of fucking Poseidon
Dad of Titan, sniffin’ the magic of the trident
If I’m sittin’ in my room, I can hear siren sound
Talking ‘bout the universe with my friends and break the orion down
Underrated rhyming, do we rising to other universes, or do we forever dying
I will forever grinding, always trying
I lost myself in the science, so I’m sitting in my room
That’s the mission of Rudolph
Who called my phone, that’s too false
Include all of my knowledge, blew off
I’m letting my lyrical side be my turn up side
Fuck blowing, I’ll get shot into the orbit
Had a lot to explain and to tell, that’s my target
Goin’ in the door of the rocket, watch me washing my face under the faucet, vomiting on my carpet, waiting till the motherfucking fire-curses come and motherfucking kill-
And since my personality change I know that I’m getting better and better until one day I’m the best in the multiverse
I’m the first one in my fam doing this and I will never reverse
Tired of the rhyming and the right sing, but still don‘t have a motherfucking ghostwriter
Drop a lighter at the area
Out of bavaria, moving on to my art - Madeira
Never interested in life
Humanity ain‘t smart, we gonna fall apart
The musical part of myself, all shelves got elk
„quietly I‘ll get on the mercury“ that shit was a classic
I’m not wasting my time, I work early, doing my magic
Out of this hell, out of germany, and I gotta be intergalactic
No fucking panic wit’ the motherfucking tactic, don’t need all this romantic and dramatic shit, but all that automatic shit
Motherfucker I was never fucking acting like I’m not fucking interested in anything
So now I’m getting in a motherfucking crash like motherfucking Milkomeda
[Instrumental Outro: 03:08 - 04:35]
[White Noise]