Dust at the Heel of Horror

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Koken] Yo See when we started We had no idea 'bout being honest Wanted to spit sixty four bars over guitar riffs That hardship The six minute tracks are hard to market But I say real music heads ain't hard to target [?], 'specially if you ain't feeling the garbage I'm heartless, when I hear the beats so heartless We went studio, we did this shit in Bla's crib With [?] lit and big bottles all over the carpet We mix a million genres If anyone asks this guitar piff Home grown, you better spark it ([?]) On a mission to bring 'em all out With the spirit of Jim Morrison to kick your doors down Raw sound Coming to [?] you in your town We shoot so many bars we need some more rounds So it's more rounds, but applause we don't do this for The cause is the force for these weed smoking [?] You recall, inside the parameters The world is our oyster, we skip by any barriers Art, and you know we armed with a fusion of all these hearts For pursuing our only paths and our youth is our only chance We don't roll'n up believin' there's no love so I'm stuck 'Til my souls up for leaving Shout out to Klashnekoff for no fucking reason We that all singing, all dancing, in your face, no pardons Listen make some new shit, come to expand rapping This is life music, jump on the bandwagon Let's go [Pre-Chorus: Koken] Left or right is the question now 'Cause we're figuring our direction out But really we're just like you So we're taking you for the ride to You wanna roll, come through You wanna roll, come through [Chorus: Danny Wilder] Some live along the river banks Some live on the sea Some [?] Of the higher [?] Some live in four walls Some live underground Some search for freedom And some search just to be found [Post-Chorus: Danny Wilder] We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going [Verse 2: Ali Bla Bla] (Hello) Is anybody out there We're proud without care No doubt, I shout 'cause the game don't sound fair Round here motherfuckers try and take your soul When the shit goes down kid you better know your role I remember when I had myself a studio at [?] Forty man rushed but tryna to take my keys Shout out to Salar for the other time he bagged and beefed Do something positive and lose to these deceitful streets What a shame but it's all good, see me in my rays Fillin' my days in the most insidious ways I was a brilliant brain just made for killin' this game When I lose in the booth all my feelings the same Which way to go like a game of Monopoly Real estate on mind but the fakes are hot property The Devil's cock blocking me, I'm stuck on highway Sixty-One You tell my Mum the only route for me is the risky one [Pre-Chorus: Koken] Left or right is the question now 'Cause we're figuring our direction out But really we're just like you So we're taking you for the ride to You wanna roll, come through You wanna roll, come through [Chorus: Danny Wilder] Some live along the river banks Some live on the sea Some [?] Of the higher [?] Some live in four walls Some live underground Some search for freedom And some search just to be found [Guitar Solo] [Post-Chorus: Danny Wilder] We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going We don't know where we're going