Cut off his supply of oxygen Let cyanosis set in Ignite the throne of bongs and see what happens when He smokes his own skin
Crimes, the deeds that you commit Atrocities against man beyond an intervention Punishment, must now be vigilant A bong rip execution
Punishment shall fit the crime Stole a bag of cigar guts To acquire scratch tickets Met at the end of the street Cash in lap and then he tried to flee
Grasping the window Could not keep up Back tire swallowed His body now just a lump Limp in the street
Atrocities against man beyond an intervention Punishment shall fit the crime
Strapped to the chair Tubes in all orifices Bongs of black smoke Inhale your deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
