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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luna Clipse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Niré Alldai
Songwriter
Luna Clipse
Songwriter
Jerry Duplessis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Serge Tsai
Mixing Engineer
Julian Wright
Recording Engineer
Rene Desrivieres
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
Twin towers, flames, flames, flames
Twin towers, flames, fla-a-a-ames
I was down in the bowels
Of the twin towers
No, not the ones which blazed in flames
You give two shits about
Those locked up ones with brains in flames
You didn't give two shits
To give two drips
Of piss to splash out
That prison for the criminally insane
So inhumane to sick brains
That inhumane I became
Till this day this lit flame
Will still rage, will still hate
With each gaze I make at a humane face
So, it's no mistake my hate made its way
To rap battle pits
Where we gaze face to face
Attacking with smacking lips
But then the fires grew too high
For rap battles to satisfy
There were bigger fish to fry
There were bigger pricks to die
Like the ones who make us take the blame
For every nutcase
Who runs into a public place
With guns raised
Like the one who painted us
With the joker's face
With no complaints
Of all the superheroes in DC Comics
We got to be the whacked out clown
Who's only superpower
Is to laugh out loud
And blast out rounds
The director ought to be proud
Now that he got the cops sniffing us down Kicking us to the ground
And stomping us
To stop us from
Mimicking this clown
Twin towers, flames, flames, flames
Twin towers, flames, fla-a-a-mes
So, what's a loose screw to do
To keep from being screwed
It seems we do need to me, too
To screw you
So, to all in Hollywood
Getting ready for "Maniac" bullying season
With the next series we find demeaning
I don't need 13 Reasons
To lead a lunatic Legion
To switch who's wrist is slit
In the final season
And fair warning to the press
The next time you give praise
To the next sick flick
Which depicts us this way
And then misplace our name
On the next nutcase
That makes your front page
I'll spit a rhyme
Which will inspire a tide of my kind
To rise to your publication's front gates
Shoving "We Too" signs in front of your face
Till they make you take a permanent vacation
To search for a new occupation
And please come back with a reply
Cause ever since this fire was lit
In the prison of the twins
It's been breathing on your hate
Feeding on your rage
With an insatiable taste to blaze away
Each statement you make
Cause that's what happens
When you fuck With a mind on fire
I just burn down your words
And use them as fuel to rise higher
Twin towers, flames, flames, flames
Twin towers, flames, fla-a-a-ames
Writer(s): Jerry Duplessis, Arden Altino, Raymond Duplessis, Paul Dalio
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