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The Wrong Two
03:15
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Verse 1 (Adamus):
Stood out like a sore fin on a Leviathan,
Knew something was up when the kid walked in.
Had his eye on the power grid and quietly slid
Right between the guards and the conduit, see what he did?
They’re oblivious to the scene, you gotta be kidding me.
Yo, Rodikus, you watching this? He’s annoyed. (Rodikus) “Stop hitting me!”
Get ready and get down, it’s about to get loud.
Two shots…and the power goes out.
Hit the ground running when the lock came off the door
Combined 218 cycles…a bit more
About 100 battles and 26 wars…
captured after passing out with some Thorellian whores.
Kicked the guard at the door soon as we passed quick, fast.
That Gebrattica festival can kiss my ass
Key card off the shirt, manacles hit the dirt
Everybody move, everybody get hurt.
Chorus: (2X)
You picked the wrong two to put in your zoo.
We cut ‘em off, and use your own arms to club you.
Hole in your chest or stomp ya skull in the floor,
We’ve been through a ton of war and hungry for more.
Verse 2 (Rodikus):
Only 3 of my 4 arms operating properly
3 of the 4 guards contemplated stopping me
We should’ve asked the kid the location of the tanks
Around the time when you stopped me from running to tell him thanks
We probably should’ve told him that the kid wasn’t stolen,
but he looked pretty tough so we allowed him to keep going.
Broke a few more arms and severed some wings…
alarm rings, close to the hangar, ‘bout to settle some things.
Adamus, how do you talk so much and still fight?
(Adamus) “Quick let’s escape with the slaver’s ship, right?”
Homebase, plus refueled and retooled.
We’ll be out of the system before they know they’ve been fooled.
We took all their weapons, uniforms, and the food.
We’re the right amount of pissed off, cantankerous mood.
Get home, get kitted out, & turn about.
Coordinate to the slaver’s home plate and take ‘em out.
Chorus: (6X)
You picked the wrong two to put in your zoo.
We cut ‘em off, and use your own arms to club you.
Hole in your chest or stomp ya skull in the floor,
We’ve been through a ton of war and hungry for more.
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Curtains
03:58
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Intro (Adamus):
After a hot meal, a shower, some sex
We strapped up with the guns belts, figured out what’s next
Armaments in place, fresh into space
About to turn some slavers into nuclear waste
Stun capsules & battering rams, & tactical cams…
Heat seekers, body armor, & meat cleavers…
Anti-grav grenades in the pockets & smart rockets…
You set the game in motion, it’s too late to stop it.
Verse 1 (Adamus):
We arrived at the slaver’s home world of Pon-Turl
Slipped by with a hologram of one of their tech girls
Like Chewbacca, flew casual into orbit
Frontin’…they called maintenance, we’re here to perform it
Set down at the landing dock, outta the air lock
Checked the clock and made sure that the weapons were cocked
1st slaver we saw, I put a hole in his sternum
Rod dropped the accelerant and proceeded to burn ‘em
Walked in the 1st corridor and saw 8 more
Anti-grav grenade, now there’s a stain on the floor
Slid along the wall right into the mess hall
Stun capsules…drink tank…I’ll be back for y’all
Activated the stealth armor & crossed the yard
Into the sleeping quarters with the stolen key card
Still undercover…neurotoxin…air scrubber
It’s the middle of the night & they died without a fight
Chorus (2X):
At last
We whoopin’ your ass
It’s too late by the time you hear the blast
You’re through
With or without the other two members of my crew
It’s gonna be curtains for you
Verse 2 (Rodikus):
Dam got the east wing of the complex
I’m taking the whole west & snappin’ some necks
They all heard the alarm and ran out the door
Hilarious…proximity mines lining the floor
I saw arms and legs rain down and then a few more
I found one still breathing, stomped his skull in the floor
Yeah, I said floor twice cause I’m that nice
Saw one that still had a neck and gave it a slice
Walked past the slave pens, got angry again
Shot the lock, dropped a crate of guns, and kicked the shit in
You could hear the weapons power up as I walked past
& the sound of slavers screamin’ with the sizzlin’ ass
Bounced to the command post to find the sarge
Vaporized him and his guards with the ion charge
This is fun, checked the timer, shit…we gotta go
Before that, hit the vault, and made off with the dough
Chorus (2X)
Outro (Rodikus):
After the blood-spray & fiery wrecks
Everyone in the mess hall paralyzed on the deck
We stopped at a mirror & took time to flex
Then we strolled through these assholes & stepped on some necks
Grabbed the star charts & manifests that they owned
Gave the slaves ships and showed them how to get home
Turned back to the freed people & gave ‘em a wink
Climbed back aboard the ship & we were gone in a blink
Chorus (2X)
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Curtains (Instrumental)
03:58
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Kielen King Portland, Oregon
I make Cinematic Hip-Hop, Electronic, & R&B music that often revolves around a theme or other storytelling aspect. My compositions are electronic in nature with a heavy hip-hop influence, with a generous helping of vocal harmony sprinkled throughout.
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