Dreadnought
Rex
Rex
Rex
You can bet I'm with the shits
You can bet I got the smoke
You can bet I'm fucking pissed
You ain't ready!
You ain't fucking ready!
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Rex
Rex
Rex
You can bet I'm with the shits
You can bet I got the smoke
You can bet I'm fucking pissed
I'ma stack
Stack
Stack
All your bodies in a ditch
I'm gonna smash you through three blocks
With the fore of a triceratops
So get out the way
Big boy with the iridescent blade hidden in my socks
Blossomed to a problem like a nuclear bomb
I never bowed to you
And I don't intend to do
Fuck your tradition
Always on collision
With fossilized points of view
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
Rex
Rex
Rex
You can bet I'm with the shits
You can bet I got the smoke
You can bet that I am ready to cause damage
Ready to ravage
All the structures that you build upon your privilege
Let's get manic
Work off the blacklist
Cause a tyrannicide like Chicxulub impactor
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
Tyrants keep us from being free
Blackening the sun like a mammoth tree
But in the light of a flamethrower
Even the highest trees seem lower
Burn
Burn
Rex
Rex
You can bet I'm with the shits
You can bet I got the smoke
You can bet I'm fucking pissed
You ain't ready!
You ain't fucking ready!
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Rex
Rex
Rex
You can bet I'm with the shits
You can bet I got the smoke
You can bet I'm fucking pissed
I'ma stack
Stack
Stack
All your bodies in a ditch
I'm gonna smash you through three blocks
With the fore of a triceratops
So get out the way
Big boy with the iridescent blade hidden in my socks
Blossomed to a problem like a nuclear bomb
I never bowed to you
And I don't intend to do
Fuck your tradition
Always on collision
With fossilized points of view
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
Rex
Rex
Rex
You can bet I'm with the shits
You can bet I got the smoke
You can bet that I am ready to cause damage
Ready to ravage
All the structures that you build upon your privilege
Let's get manic
Work off the blacklist
Cause a tyrannicide like Chicxulub impactor
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
I am a dreadnought (ay)
Became numb to the pain
That you inflicted (ay)
To the part of my brain
Where I should feel home (ay)
And where I should feel safe
I don't fear a damn thing
You got nothing on me
Tyrants keep us from being free
Blackening the sun like a mammoth tree
But in the light of a flamethrower
Even the highest trees seem lower
Burn
Burn
Credits
Writer(s): David Paucken
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.