Mike Mictlan & Lazerbeak - Head Fuller Lyrics

You could kill me twice
And build over my grave
Til the year I come back
Merciless comes our age
We're dreaming into the day
Nightmares wither away
Sh-sh-shiver through life
Fearless up on the stage
You could kill us twice
And build over our graves
Til the year we come back
Merciless comes our age
We're dreaming into the day
Nightmares wither away
Sh-sh-shiver through life
Fearless up on the stage
With a Head fulla Blood
And a Heart fulla Dreams
With an Eye fulla Fire
And a Mouth fulla Steam
With Hand fulla Beats
And a Fist fulla Mic's
With a Chest fulla Shots
And a Gut fulla Knives
Head fulla Blood
Heart fulla Dreams
Eye fulla Fire
Mouth fulla Steam
Hand fulla Beats
Fist fulla Mic's
With a Chest fulla Shots
And a Gut fulla Knives

Doomed as outcasts
Crowns fit for misfit degenerates
Dead presumed to outlast
Paranormal psychosis psyche corroded
Cycle that opus life is hopeless
Siphoning flight from locust
Soldier more Maximus
Mythical Greek ghost
Hired by their capturers and
Non-Negotiable
Recluse socialite
Reduced socialist
I escaped the baptism and
Swam with the Ocean Wind
Lines laid from lineage slang bastards
Slander the language and we'll hardly
Gander Back
You're polyrhythmic we're problematic
Gander Back
You got problems with it?
We're probably at it
Gander Back
Sediment sentiments
Send em' in and send him his severance
Job done, so long, so well
Eighty-two to '84 with Orwell
'98-er war lord 9 to 5 swords held
Wilder the style more it precedes the technique
Don't sweat yourself
The best defeat is one not left alone
Death will roam wherever the buffalo pass you
Hold your stature don't run unless you have to
And homey don't play the catch up
Play the Catcher
I'll be the pitcher pitching a picture perfect pitch at you
Papa don't take no Mama don't want none
So we waste not
No taste test then lace up with boots 8 knots
Chained to a storm cloud
Don't act like rap is yours now wasn't ours to begin with
But too many knocked the door down
So we Set-up Get-up Head-up the action
Free for all fall for nothing standing active
On some passion
Thank us the faces are mangled and still managed
No more safe passage
No more "brave savage"
Mouthful of bad luck and
A head full of damage