Super Massive Attack - Triple One

Slow motion white and black

Balance is where you lack, (on my tombstone)

Ankle breaking a fact

(Fields of heaven on the same day)

(Same day) You gonna fall back

Massacre that’s that

Super massive attack, (Dead in seven on the same day)

(Dead in seven on the same day)

Slow motion white and black

Balance is where you lack, (on my tombstone)

Ankle breaking a fact

(Fields of heaven on the same day)

Don’t do it, we back like hip movement

Bitch kiss it, blow rings around six digits

Fuck your image, I’m in like shit is it?

No kisses, reprimand the system I’m infinite

You turn around see them body bags like they found in instant

Shuffling under dust of infidels and lonely women

You close your eyes see them pearly gates like they made for sinners

You the upper crust of infidels and lonely women

Chemically insane, staying clinically contained

Wish i copped some brain but got i beaten in the rain

Slowly heating searing steam up from the train

Vision writing vivid, feels the coldest days got fires in em

Fire lines, this is pyrocide in my mental

Paragons instrumental, parasites from my pencil

Dead inside, i am still a mutt from the kenal

Trusted to wreck the rental, triple the only memo

Fuck a liar bitch it’s, «this is my opinion»

Wrote my lines up in em, then burnt the carrier pigeon

Seven furnace kitchen, burning kettles for the children

Pour my lines up in the pitcher then guzzle bottles of liquor

(Same day) You gonna fall back

Massacre that’s that

Super massive attack, (Dead in seven on the same day)

(Dead in seven on the same day)

Slow motion white and black

Balance is where you lack, (on my tombstone)

Ankle breaking a fact

(Fields of heaven on the same day)

(Same day) You gonna fall back

Massacre that’s that

Super massive attack, (Dead in seven on the same day)

(Dead in seven on the same day)

Slow motion white and black

Balance is where you lack, (on my tombstone)

Ankle breaking a fact

(Fields of heaven on the same day)

They throw every power position still can’t make you nod

2−46 in this bitch you switch now I’m feeling strong

Front state, I elevitate, now I’m feelin god

My makers making it make-up and now I’m feelin odd

Got mirrors steering me places that karma may not like

Spinnin kitchen washing dishes with the chemical cry

Pruney fingers from spinnin up inside your mother’s thighs

So sick and twisted we twisted until the day we die

You’re chasing something like greatness, I’m going harder than face sex

Poor a puddle just to face plant, Shoot a shuttle just to race it

I shat it out and they ate it, I spit they finna go ape shit

Fear in yah heart I can taste it, T. O. they finna go ape shit

Ben Mendelsohn on the send for you — like I got it brah

Fresh meat I face it and jawz it up — Like I was a shark

Zhong Quan Yin, I am the king, watch me swing the sharp

Watch how I medal the matrix until I lose my heart

Fuck a liar bitch it’s, «this is my opinion», (come for war)

Wrote my lines up in em, then burnt the carrier pigeon

Seven furnace kitchen, burning kettles for the children, (come for war)

Pour my lines up in the pitcher then guzzle bottles of liquor

(Same day) You gonna fall back

Massacre that’s that

Super massive attack, (Dead in seven on the same day)

(Dead in seven on the same day)

Slow motion white and black

Balance is where you lack, (on my tombstone)

Ankle breaking a fact

(Fields of heaven on the same day)

(Same day) You gonna fall back

Massacre that’s that

Super massive attack, (Dead in seven on the same day)

(Dead in seven on the same day)

Slow motion white and black

Balance is where you lack, (on my tombstone)

Ankle breaking a fact

(Fields of heaven on the same day)