Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up
Incoming with The Blades Of Steel
Slicing through what you thought was real
Ninjas flying in for the kill
Swords swinging epic like Cecil B Demille
Slit your neck like Ricky Zednik
Split you in half like Dommy Hasek
Skate through your crew like Mario Lemieux
Now what you gonna do?
Looking ill with the Philly flu
Blades of Steel rip the flesh
To find you trapped inside the matrix
That's when you realize you're just a skin
What is real buried deep within
Bushido blade inside your brain
Fuckin' up reality you guy insane
We are the agents with the truth
A singular reality is the proof
The Blades Of Steel
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up
When I get furious
My third eye luminates with the rage sent from space
I'm sackin' the place
Stab you with a Blade Of Steel
Then I roll a spliff on your dick
Goin' in for tha' kill
Fakin' you out and no I couldn't warn ya
Fallin' away like tha' coast of California
No walls. No states. Just boarders
No love, just psycho torture
Slicin' you up like a muffin or toast
Calllin' you out cause you're doing the most
No time, no space. Just rhythm
Pain's what your soul is missing
Down with the clown, so you know we got family
I'll knock you out, if you fuck with me
Blow your brains out, new reality
Set your soul free, die how you wanna be
Blades Of Steel
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
Slice it up, slice it up chop chop
lyrics
slice it up, slice it up chop chop
incoming with the blades of steel
slicing through what you thought was real
ninjas flying in for the kill
swords swinging epic like cecil b demille
slit your neck like rick zednik
split you in half like dommy hasek
skate through your crew like mario lemieux
now what you gonna do?
looking ill with the philly flu
blades of steel rip the flesh
to find you trapped inside the matrix
that's when you realize you're just a skin
what is real buried deep within
bushido blade inside your brain
fuckin' up reality you guy insane
we are the agents with the truth
a singular reality is the proof
the blades of steel
slice it up, slice it up chop chop
when i get furious,
my third eye luminates with the rage sent from space.
i'm sackin' the place.
stab you with a blade of steel
then i roll a spliff on your dick
goin' in for tha kill.
fakin' you out and no i couldn't warn ya.
fallin' away like tha coast of california
no walls. no states. just boarders.
no love: just psycho torture.
slicin' you up like a muffin or toast.
calllin' you out cause you're doing the most.
no time, no space. just rhythm.
pain's what your soul is missing.
down with the clown, so you know we got family. i'll knock you out, if you fuck with me.
blow your brains out, new reality. set your soul free, die how you wanna be.
blades of steel.
slice it up, slice it up chop chop
credits
from RAVE MOON/BLADES OF STEEL,
released April 4, 2020
All tracks written, arranged, mixed and recorded by GHÖSH.
Recorded in the Attic winter of 2020
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
supported by 10 fans who also own “Blades of Steel”
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