[Lyric] Revolver (Kouba & MOEGLI)

Talk about it talk about it
Sorta damage borders manage
Tortured lands slaughter panic
All you had it claimed
All the assets
Sorta magic
I brought the static
Course I’m at it again
Pour some yak ina trench
I caught the ramp and ascend
Now they wanna buck widda bait pretense, way too leng
Bo I can’t trust when I make new friends, gave em strength
Took my shine, blazing peng
Book my line, I sprayed it wet-
Waking the dead
Dubs dubs fadin a threat
Unsung, badin n blessed
Cut one, shaving the rest


Tiki taka Pitter patter
I Pick em up I don’t pick the latter
Living worth a different matter
Wanna piss about with the jibba jabba
Vicious hammer, slid and tackle
In these battles, hiss and rattle
Keep us chattel, and keep us dumb
Took the mantle on a cheeky one
Bit the apple on an evening sun

To all my would be colonisers who ostracise and divide us

The prophets time is arriving
The comets flying on horizons

Keeping my digits on pulses, floating and thumbing the clouds
Indulging
Regiment rigorous now we rolling
Legendary pigments proudly posing