Music and Beats Produced by:
No Necks Beats for 5 Count Music.
All Lyrics/vocals by Kabal
featuring: Em-O
lyrics
"GAMES WITHOUT FRONTIERS"
Jeux sans frontieres
Whistling tunes, we hid in the dunes,
while we free-styled by the seaside/
Whistling tunes we piss on the goons,
down in the jungle, drum pound rumble/
(V1.)
Muthafuckas wanna battle, but can't believe it when I freestyle,
They run and tattle to the teacher like some weak child/
My words will beat you up & smack you down, meanwhile,
My brain is steady streaming lines that run about a sea mile/
Sticking victims since the day they let the beast wild,
Off the dome pro even when I'm old and senile/
Amusing clown, your bitch bewitched I switch to beguile,
And turn you cuck she starts to suck now watch me defile/
I run amok and doggy fuck her on her knees now,
You sit in the corner jerking your dick under a green towel/
It clearly isn't a secret you got them weak bowels,
The way you shit your pants every time I speak vowels/
Sick to your stomach, evident you reak of leaked bile,
Added to your ever growing heap of pissy jeans pile/
Still hating so you run-a-mouth with revile,
I'm shutting down your seeping jowls with rhyme sheet files/
Whistling tunes, we hid in the dunes,
while we free-styled by the seaside/
Whistling tunes we piss on the goons,
down in the jungle, drum pound rumble/
(V2.)
My brains happening, what's happening in my brain,
The same reaction that's got me rapping again/
I still play in the game, although the games been played,
I bet I'll lay in my grave before my name has been made/
Never shot for the stars, the stars never shot me,
Never stop because the bars forever got me/
Leave my obscure "fame" to live out long years,
Playing till' I'm dead in games without frontiers/
Jeux sans frontieres
(V3.)
If looks could kill, they probably will,
Still getting sicker but I'm already ill/
Hero of the night, soar to new heights,
Still getting higher but I'm high as a kite/
Chasing gloom, in line with doom,
& still I'm embraced, by the tribes of the moon/
Murdering words, perverted with verbs,
Still the bodyguard for the geeks and the nerds/
Fuck the negativity, it's never getting me,
All these years later still about creativity/
The strain in my brain, the pain in my lane,
The same reaction that's got me rapping again/
Still not played, still getting betrayed,
I bet I'll lay in the grave before my name has been made/
No tears to give, I never gave out tears,
Playing till' I'm dead in games without frontiers/
credits
from The Corrupted E.P.,
released November 18, 2017
No Neck (P.Oppermann)
Kabal (K.Theodoropolus)
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