Father what’s the issue with your children They’re acting like they’re convinced that I won’t fucking kill them They act like I’m like them and I’m not one in a billion I am the devil’s son I have no fucking feelings
Your skin tightens up at the sight of a killing My conscience has given up saying how I should be living And I know I need to change and I’m ready god willing But I gave more than I took I only took the cards they were dealing
Would you kill You say you can you say you will Are you real Are you ready for that cage of cold steel
My soul is scattered across the streets of my city it’s in pieces It’s fed upon by roaches and the rats and the leeches I’ve participated in murder its left me sleepless So I put my hands together I kneel and I pray to Jesus
You should pray too Pray that this jams up cuz I’ve done this before I don’t clam up Get on the floor put your motherfuckin hands up God make room I’m about to send a man up
Would you kill You say you can you say you will Are you real Are you ready for that cage of cold steel Are you tough That aint enough You gotta rust every place that I touch Would you kill You say you can you say you will
I’ve been under the knife been in front of the gun I have no fear We don’t turn and run where I’m from we shoot our way out of here And I’ve been to hell and back confined And I grit my teeth and do my time And I watch this world just pass me by And I just sit and wonder why Everything that I touch dies
Place pennies in both of my eyes This place is eating me aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
