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letra de on the road - turnabout

[intro: turnabout]
you’re a goner
its another man dead on the road
its f-ckin’ goner on the beat you know i had to spaz on this sh-t
me and grave man whippin’ down the road (auuuugh)
lord of ephraim (yeaaah)
haunted mound
h-h-h-hauntaholics

[chorus: turnabout]
its another man dead on the road (skrr)
on the road, cracks in his skull (his skull)
me and grave man whippin’ down the road (skrr skrr)
it’s not for show
we some dark souls (dark souls)
on the road, on the road, on the road (on the road)
on the road, see my cathedral (cathedral)
i’m a dark soul that collects all souls
two clocks on my wrist, hallowed

[verse 1: turnabout]
imma pour up ‘tos and it ain’t a low dose
3822 both side shoot hollows
i feel like a shepherd cause the hate gon’ follow
keep on f-ckin’ cryin’ you ain’t none you gonna wallow
my gang pull up all day, all night
outside, me and sеmatary pull up on a clydesdale
high as h-ll
k!ll thе horse it burns in h-ll
this a nightmare not a fairy tale
i practice euthanizing fools
bring back from the dead
my face covered blood red
smoke came out my chest
spine hang off my neck
keep shootin’ till dead
i love to k!ll feds
cop cars, burn in flames, that’s the name of the game
heat a f-ckin’ pigs face, you ain’t us you a lame
bet you want my f-cking chain, try to take it you get flayed
think you juggin’ us, but you the one getting played
make myself some shoelaces out yo’ motherf-ckin’ veins
[chorus: turnabout & sematary]
its another man dead on the road (skrr)
on the road, cracks in his skull (his skull)
me and grave man whippin’ down the road (skrr skrr)
it’s not for show
we some dark souls
on the road, on the road, on the road
on the road, see my cathedral
i’m a dark soul that collects all souls (yaow, yaow)
two clocks on my wrist, hallowed (grave man)

[verse 2: sematary]
lil b-tch look at my iced out harold
b-tch i look like yes, and you look like no
b-tch i’m on the road, huntin’ like nazgûl
b-tch i’m off the smoke, cutter in my coat
call up goner, you’re a goner, he gon’ blow
i love toseina and oxycodone
b-tch i keep a cleaver, it’ll take your soul
hand it over, that thing, your dark soul
no through road where the old wind blows
i got the six shooter, i’ll put you down with six holes
i got a sick soul, i think i need a new soul
hallow out that boy soul, and get back on the road

[chorus: turnabout]
its another man dead on the road (skrr)
on the road, cracks in his skull (his skull)
me and grave man whippin’ down the road (skrr skrr)
it’s not for show
we some dark souls (dark souls)
on the road, on the road, on the road (on the road)
on the road, see my cathedral
i’m a dark soul that collects all souls
two clocks on my wrist, hallowed

- turnabout

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