In-rage No Luck
Its over
I wont take
Any more
Of your shit
Youre Gone..
The day you woke up
And realized your life was shit
You never could imagine
Your fate was sealing every hit
Every disgusting word
That would come flying from your mouth
Would build a lasting hatred
Then one day
f..cking rubs you out
Its over
I wont take
Any more
Of your shit
Youre Gone..
My blood is running hot
I see her bleeding on the floor
You got your point across
But this wont happen any more
Im gonna end this now
Youll never f..ck with us again
Your body full of rounds
No time to repent for your sins
Its over
I wont take
Any more
Of your shit
Youre Gone..
Ive got a hit list
Who the f..ck do you think you are
Stepping onto my land
My home
Having your way with everyone I love
Everything that is important to me you f..ck
You spread your disease to us then its...
No luck...
No help...
No self...
No hope...
Cocking my gun as I cross your name off number one
Whos f..cking next!?!?
