CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : SOTL
La La La La La, La
(x4)
Look like silence of the lambs
Cause all my N***a's think i'm sick (Yuh!)
Walk out with choppa
Ball and chain around my hip (Uh!)
Walk around with charges
Like a dynamite, a stick (What!)
Bloody ma** society, the victim get to pick
Got Robitussin in my cup I know this sh*t don't even work (Huh!)
Gut him like a fish, I leave his skin up on this earth (Yuh!)
I'm a f**king maniac, a rival for the church
I put my hobbies on a list, I lay the bodies in the dirt
Blade tip
Let my blade rip
She staring right into my eyes but I am faceless
I am nameless
Can't feel i'm shameless
Fantasize 'bout suicide, and now i'm bleeding from my eyes
Don't f**k with me
I don't play
You know Lucy run a fade
Clouds of red, its bloody rain
I like self-inflicted pain
B*t*h I feel like Kurt Cobain
I'll stomp that N***a he a stain
Leave him 6 feet in the grave
Look like silence of the lambs
Cause all my N***a's think i'm sick (Yuh!)
Walk out with choppa
Ball and chain around my hip (Uh!)
Walk around with charges
Like a dynamite, a stick (What!)
Bloody ma** society, the victim get to pick
La La La La La, La
(x4)
(x4)
Look like silence of the lambs
Cause all my N***a's think i'm sick (Yuh!)
Walk out with choppa
Ball and chain around my hip (Uh!)
Walk around with charges
Like a dynamite, a stick (What!)
Bloody ma** society, the victim get to pick
Got Robitussin in my cup I know this sh*t don't even work (Huh!)
Gut him like a fish, I leave his skin up on this earth (Yuh!)
I'm a f**king maniac, a rival for the church
I put my hobbies on a list, I lay the bodies in the dirt
Blade tip
Let my blade rip
She staring right into my eyes but I am faceless
I am nameless
Can't feel i'm shameless
Fantasize 'bout suicide, and now i'm bleeding from my eyes
Don't f**k with me
I don't play
You know Lucy run a fade
Clouds of red, its bloody rain
I like self-inflicted pain
B*t*h I feel like Kurt Cobain
I'll stomp that N***a he a stain
Leave him 6 feet in the grave
Look like silence of the lambs
Cause all my N***a's think i'm sick (Yuh!)
Walk out with choppa
Ball and chain around my hip (Uh!)
Walk around with charges
Like a dynamite, a stick (What!)
Bloody ma** society, the victim get to pick
La La La La La, La
(x4)
