Takyon (Death Yon)

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    Triple six, five, forked tongue
    Subatomic penetration, rapid fire through your skull
    How I shot it on one taking it back to the days of trying to lose control
    Swerving in a blaze of fire, raging through my bones

    Oh shit I'm feeling it takyon
    Hell yeah, fuck yeah, I feel like killing it takyon
    Alright that’s tight, what it's like to experience takyon

    Out of the blue, in through the back
    Door coming through like "fuck, what was that?"
    Man I don’t know, but it made me feel so heated
    How we creep without showing you jack
    Shit from below, give a shit if you know
    Cause even if you did, you’d keep coming back
    Back for more, need it man you're addicted to the heat
    We make beats catch
    Beat it 'til it bleeds to death, each track
    Epileptic seize every head we crack
    Like epmd snapping necks as we tap energy from everything on and off the map

    Oh shit I'm feeling it takyon
    Hell yeah, fuck yeah, I feel like killing it takyon
    Alright that’s tight, what it's like to experience takyon

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    Takyon, shot down your throat like a keg of beer
    Choke on the smoke we in and exhale 'til the whole chamber is clear
    Haters act so fucking weird
    Try to stain this atmosphere
    But they can't cause its way too sheer
    How to make a hater disappear

    Take shit where it ain’t never been
    Fuck what you thought could not comprehend
    This shit if I fisted your brain with it
    10, 9, 8, 7, Triple six, five, forked tongue
    Criminal level crunk lightning storm
    Get out the way or get up torn
    Ain’t a picture big enough to fit
    What we dig up from the core
    Of all that they forgot ever was
    Militant march of this war

    Takyon - taking them down
    All we see is blood
    Takyon - turning them out
    How to trick out and freak that buzz

    Oh shit I'm feeling it takyon
    Hell yeah, fuck yeah, I feel like killing it takyon
    Alright that’s tight, what it's like to experience takyon

    Lunar eclipse forcing you to trip
    Off the moonlit fire we spray
    Cryonic haunted bullets hollow tipped with toxic waste
    So here’s the deal, if you don’t feel ill
    Don’t want it nowhere near my zone
    That shit is dead, can't nobody get
    With that shit gets dial toned

    Takyon bitch slapping pussy clots and clones
    Takyon setting off unabombs inside your dome
    Give it up, bitch, you know this is it
    Get with this or get left cause it's on!

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