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letra de slop tray - gullyspit

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[verse 1]
got no fingers left to count
i need drugs in high abundance, mixed with things i can’t pr-nounce
lay down in the dirt, you got me feeling like a hound
copper wire strip it, we can sell it by the pound
they don’t wanna see me but i’m looking through the peephole
y’all are so far under me, you do not look like people
spittin in they face ’cause they tried to say i’m evil
injections looking lethal, i’m nothing but a needle

[pre-chorus]
this ain’t really fun for me, b-tch i don’t want your company
you play playing all these games and you do it just to f-ck with me
you wonder what’s been up with me
why i don’t share your gluttony
’cause i don’t еat with wwine
go ahead, enjoy thе slop tray

[chorus]
keep on eating till you die
grind up all the plastics and fresh the insecticides
bits of metal in your t–th and asbestos in the gumline
shots off in the distance, they sound just like a drumline
operator, why don’t people k!ll the president?
sincerely signed a law abiding good for nothing citizen
they keep on building prisons from the profits of our medicine
the business really booming but i’m looking like a skeleton
[verse 2]
i’m feeling used, you feel rejected
let’s go have a baby and let’s use it as a weapon
driving down the freeway, smoke keep coming out the engine
zombies get to walking, hoping they making it to heaven
okay, imma need to see your license
hands up on the wheel and baby just ignore the sirens
we don’t need to hear you, this works better when it’s silent
aiming at the skies, screaming “welcome to the violence”

[pre-chorus]
this ain’t really fun for me, b-tch i don’t want your company
you play playing all these games and you do it just to f-ck with me
you wonder what’s been up with me
why i don’t share your gluttony
’cause i don’t eat with wwine
go ahead, enjoy the slop tray

[chorus]
keep on eating till you die
grind up all the plastics and fresh the insecticides
bits of metal in your t–th and asbestos in the gumline
shots off in the distance, they sound just like a drumline
operator, why don’t people k!ll the president?
sincerely signed a law abiding good for nothing citizen
they keep on building prisons from the profits of our medicine
the business really booming but i’m looking like a skeleton

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