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letra de causing chaos in colfax county - vegas bill

yeah

it’s the wasteland walker
the smell death will follow me (where?)
through this f-cken valley
just like shadow, methodically
stepping on to these bodies
i often think i’m hollowing
with nothing left to care about
at least a sh-ll keeps hardening
and part of me believes that if it’s broke
it can still be fixed
but i have knotted up so much
i’d come undone with a single twist
let’s skip the f-cken games
this world is better swallowеd up in flames
as simple as i could explain
i’ll hatе you all till i’m in a grave
now
let me get back to this escapade
these death charades
a live grenade inside my brain
to make it bang
it hasn’t changed (why?)
i’m still living in the graveyard
and i don’t plan to leave until i stop my f-cken grey heart
it’s jake’s yard but vegas bill went and took it
put 1 foot in the water and the devil kept on pushing (bye)
so now i wear this crown of th-rns
my h-rns will keep it hooked in
now i’ve become the f-cken wicked one
and satan’s bit the bullet
check my f-cken record
they call me the end of days
ain’t n0body stepping up
even my interlude gets played (d-mn)
i’m saying we ain’t the same, i’ve put bullets in my brain
and i’m still out rapping every motherf-cker in my way
i’m hussein to the living
i’m attila to the dead
got my castle decorated with a h–rd of severed heads
baphomet in the flesh
i’m consuming all the weak
with this pagan blood inside my veins
my name is not to speak

step away from the mic before i burn it down
and they wonder why i don’t want anyone around
i’ve lost everything but i never found
a way to turn this f-cken frown upside down

i thought there was a chance that hope sealed and locked (why?)
i thought i’d be happy again when my album dropped (nope)
but i watched my self esteem hits lows i’ve never seen
and i never got that smile that i thought was within reach
it’s seems i’ve become a vessel, poster child for hate
they tried bury me away, but i kicked the f-cken gates
wide open, while holding explosives
smoking, the bottles are broken
blowing the bones of the chosen up to the shoulders of odin
the jotun’s are choking the f-cken throats of the hopeless
i’m soaking in the witches potion
i’m a child of loki
cuz each poems unholy
the chosen one for the ghosts
and spoken omens to vegas bill are just bringing more notice
(b-tch)
now i’ve made a lot of enemies since my father died
it feels like they’re trying to f-cken knock me off my stride
but with each punch they’re throwing
and each bone that’s broken
i’m still banging f-cken heads like throat f-cking a hoe
so know one thing
when i’m near a mic, it gets rocked
cuz i got the bars to just pop this f-cken roof off the top
of these f-cken studio walls
no matter the make or how tall
so you know just who to call when you need a skylight installed
(tell ’em)
now to all you f-cken posers who think you live in h-ll
take a trip in to my world and watch the f-cken ice melt
you’ve never felt true pain
you’re like sheep being fed
you say you’re living like the dead
b-tch i am the f-cken dead

- vegas bill

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