[Intro: Bernz] Aha, what we have here is a failure to communicate Come on!
[Verse 1: Wrekonize] Yeah, hey, hey Tie an army to your boot straps, coffee in your blood Wallet full of food stamps, pocket full of drugs Blue prints to move this, city from the mud You get a discount from the morgue, if you're digging yourself up Yeah, you go HAM, I'll go back bacon Taking steps towards death and the method is quite back breaking Show up for dinner like a lab patient Better yet a masked Jason you're pointing at me like "Is that Satan?" Not in the slightest lieutenant treat my organ like my rifle I'm a spiteful Lou Bennett, I'm a menace to all ministers Evident star winners as vivid as all genesis, gimme a call, religion, engaged I sip a soda can full of rage And welcome Death's doorbell ringing on me any day Modern warfare best believe that many play I'd rather die amongst the tribe than be alive as any slave
[Hook: Wrekonize & Bernz] (Death march) Walking towards our demise I see the cliff, they see my eyes This ain't the time for goodbyes on a (Death march) Walking towards our demise I see the cliff, they see my eyes Nose dive!
[Verse 2: Bernz] Counting sheep, not for sleep Counting them cause so many surrounding me They walk the streets, they're watching me Lately I look over my shoulder constantly Walking in haze foggy days for days So foggy that I can hardly see the nuclear waste So resorting to drastic measures propelling from roofs Cement boots and tar feathers La la lately feel sedated to Slipping me poison, when I drink your wine and eat your food Is it enough for you to change my mood? How does it taste? I think, I think I need a second scoop How come this whiskey make us shifty? Black magic, addicts, lining up early just to get tipsy My family told me be careful, they know this life's to risky I told them to pay em no mind, while we marched in the line
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