We storm on you with our AK47´s Pin you down naked on the floor Rob you of your treasure and dignity Rob you of your pleasure and mortality This is where you end and where torture begins Got a picture of your wife and your adress Confess to this mob and she´ll suffer less
Under Fire Command… Confess!
Such a miserable piece of shit No good to no one a cancer ridden tit I leave you now, leave you on the floor Throw you some pictures when I fuck your whore hahahaha..
Now smell my fingers you useless shit they ´ve been rubbing your teenage daughters clit She enjoyed it, moaned, that little whore so I had to skin her when she asked for more Looks like I just won Taste of dead sex on my tongue Here´s a picture when she chokes on a dead mans dick and here is after when she gives me a kiss
There is blood, blood on the floor blood in the ceiling, blood on the walls We snap your fingers, we break your ribs and then we feed you, your daughters tits
Under Fire Command… Chew!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
