to cris' anthems Played by boys and girls like 'We Are The Champions' This is my piece, a soundscape plus visual backing I'm attacking with force in all
(feat. Eno Red Rum) [Farma G] If I had longer arms I would push the clouds away If I could climb behind your eyes to see how you saw me I would the
the Yankees to lead the way It's all about the UK it's on us today It's on you [Outro: Farma G] Yeah it's the Task Force It's the Farma G and Mr Chester
the Solar, roll on your rapper-dreads Like a herd of asteroids, spaceman, magnetic space shower - My debris clashes Jupiter Heavyweight powers, all my forces
mic order [Eno Red Rum] Red Rum composer Starlight symphony Battling my enemies With 25th Century rhyme flows To blow woah Soldier task force Turning
get paid for a show (Wha Blow) If your record label rips you off (Wha Blow) You get 'em on the phone and you ask (Wha Blow) Task Force spit slang thats
(arrest the president) [x4] [Farma G] In the streets, the concrete playground bent police, the beast won't lay down I can't escape I'm nearin breakdown
[Farma Giles] Operatic strangler, old English torpedo Phantom of the street, ghost in the cathedral Don't say you saw, no one will believe you I creep
Traduzione: Task Force. Cosmic zingari.
came, the game that I owed you one Wide big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking Watch the task force task for look Marlboro It's a big
diggy low the way we hit your ho with the mo yo send yo regards who bend your squads defend yo yards enter the back door like task force specifically
go On the diggy low, we hit your ho wit the Mo yo Send your regards, who bend your squads, defend your yards Enter through the back door like task force
now? A blind man and a dead body, I'm read' to leave town And get my cash though, hook up with Kastro Homey had to blast on the task force Stupid coppers
heart Fuck they feelings I've been trying to make a million since we started We cold hearted Niggas in masks that'll blast at the task force Empty
surrounded by animal protesters I'm a grown man, still livin' like I'm young With the mind of an old man, full of wisdom Here the cops come, task force
ease right to my face You look straight in my eyes No task for you, you cannot see Between truth and dishonesty Friends so long yet you still try To force
the Most High So run and tell Satan Hell's waiting close by [VERSE 2] New World Order, manslaughter son and daughter No food, clothing, shelter or running water Police bought a car for the special task force
delegatin Task of perpetratin, sounds like Satan makin racist statements of abomination, niggaz pray to somethin sacred Waitin for that force to save
