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X-Files Lyrics

from Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again

"X-Files" is track #2 on the album Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again. It was written by Schrody, Erik/dimant, Leor.
"X-Files" is track #2 on the album Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again. It was written by Schrody, Erik/dimant, Leor.

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Truly, I say truly
Truly, truly

Well, if Jesus is your Lord, then Praise your God
And if Islam's your thing, Allah-u-Akbar
And if you represent the 6 pointed star
Well, then my Hebs back home told me say, "Shalom"

I put grooves in the mix, I make moves like the knicks
I'll take you straight up the lane, I block you out the frame
Then I freeze it, believes it, you needs it like heroin
Before you get your fight on, kid, get your stare on

Here come the Don Dada, makin' ghettos red hotter
I drop the boom bada like Jake LaMatta
I could single you out and isolate you like Mato
I'm undefeated like Rocky Marciano
Hit you right below the belt, now you singin' Saprano
Talk what you talk, still you don't know what I know

Something for ass, something for cash
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
Some stick to the road, some stray from the path
Some do the knowledge, some do the math

Some do the knowledge, some do the math

Now East Coast, West Coast, wonderin' what's the beef
It's goin' down rough like swallowin' teeth
I say word to Din Lizzy, kid, I get busy
And I'll knock all of ya'll off this wonder wall

'Cause on a daily basis, I rock like Oasis
Quick to be your style from a fetus to a child
I kill 14 billion cells, puffin' L's
Stompin' devils on all 9 levels of L

Check the transmission, hear the transition
Observe the technition INFI Nightvision
You hot-light reels, I lace my drug deals
As you skim and check feels on chics in high heels

It's all bright and sunny when you're holdin' big money
My Sonics got youth, first my mud got honey
I could be the king of grunge if I blow my spunge away
There's a little black spot on the sun today
Which I don't care if my souls are dead
So come on and feel the sting of the true Pain King

Something for ass, something for cash
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
Some stick to the road, some stray from the path
Some do the knowledge, some do the math

Something for ass, something for cash
Some do the knowledge, some do the math
Some stick to the road, some stray from the path
Some do the knowledge, some do the math

Songwriters
SCHRODY, ERIK/DIMANT, LEOR

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