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letra de blame the music - alla xul elu

(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?) [x3]

[verse 1: billy obey]
we say no, we the a-x-e with the doomsday flow and since day one we’ve been preaching armageddon (yessir)
no hope to ever see a part of heaven
if it is real (nah) but i doubt it i’m far gone
tryna figure out which planet to park in (woo!)
it’s tracking a whip it’s a car bomb sharpshoot the sh-t with bret hart mom
b-tch won’t shut up (k!ll a b-tch!)
it’s been a long day and that b-tch get cut up for looking at me the wrong way
about an hour later i’m parlaying drunk at the bar saying “hey, no more car payment!” (yea!)
sat around. i felt my heart aching
when i sobered up better start praying man f-ck that i’m better off talking to the wall
her head got severed off c-ck parked in her jaw (hahahahaha!)
we back yes
the st–z hack flesh here to ease that stress (motherf-cka!)
growing better with each last breath
settled vendettas with meat cleavers i’m finna clean that mess
yes that i made when i lost it after that wrote rap then napped in a coffin (la la la la!)
bodies i’ma hack til’ i’m exhausted probably grip the axe with that i k!ll often

[chorus]
(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?)
when we do it – when we do it at the end of the day you can blame it on the music
at the end of the day you can blame it on the music!
(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?)
when we do it – when we do it at the end of the day you can blame it on the music
at the end of the day you can blame it on the music!
[verse 2: joe black]
i can tell you wanna lose it man go ahead and do it
if you wanna k!ll your b-tch do it to our music
and we know life can be too much
mash your rider through a f-cking bus, bumping us
the cd is free but the cost toyour sanity to join the fan club well you gotta k!ll your family
your daddy is already dead ask your mommy the sign that declined that says axe dot com
do you love the night and deny the sun
love l-st, guts and revenge and desire some
walk back into the job that you got fired from
make (?) fire but with a gun (pa pa pa!)
and when your done aim your weapon where ya headed
no more bullets in your gun put a knife where your neck is
cut left to right like you draw when a necklace and when you meet the devil you better give us credit

[chorus]
(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?)
when we do it – when we do it at the end of the day you can blame it on the music
at the end of the day you can blame it on the music! [x2]
(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?)
(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?)
(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?)
(how many times you wanna k!ll a b-tch?)

- alla xul elu

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