Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swan Song, artist - Cold 187um
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Song language: English
Swan Song |
Sometimes I can’t sleep at night |
All that I witnessed in life |
Nightmares of being a killa |
Because I am off on the hunt again |
Yeah, Uh, Nightmares of a cold killa |
Hard to look at myself in the mirror |
Hard to get a grip on life |
When everything is killed or be killed, Fool ever wanna pay the price |
My pops taught me how to cock the hammer back |
Aim and squeeze and lay a motherfucker flat |
I’m a son of a gunna |
Got a great reputation for trippin and kickin up a bunch dumber |
I wonder, Will it ever change? |
Will I wake up and find somethin else to erase the pain? |
Seein pops get murked got my mind tweaked |
It’s like I’m trapped, It’s stuck on repeat |
It’s deep, How life can throw a curveball |
Ya gotta suck it up and accept how the chips fall |
And it’s hard to deal for reala |
A Swan Song, Nightmares of a born killa |
Uh, Yeah, They say revenge is better off served cold |
And when they catch the Black Swan, Then i’ll truly know |
Word has it that he’s spotted out east |
Atlantic City to be exact tricking hella cheese |
And from New York, It was a quick route |
Vengeance for my father is all that I’m thinking bout |
Hit the Casino and surveyed the place |
Plan out in my mind what I’ma do when I see his face |
I’m anxious but I gotta think straight |
Broke in the security room and reviewed the camera tapes |
Now it’s time to scape |
Got the scoop on the room he was staying in 2538 |
And my blood’s boiling more hotter |
All I’m thinking on this mission is revenge for my father |
And the tension’s getting mo thicker |
A Swan Song, Nightmares of a born killa |
Uh, Yeah, Uh, My body filled wit a bunch of hate |
Mind flowing off fears and anger, Hard to think straight |
It’s like the sun after the rain |
Maybe when I kill the Black Swan it’ll kill the pain |
Gotta slow down and evaluate |
Cause when the shit pops off I gotta make a clean break |
Took the elevator to the 25th floor |
Perp like security and knocked on the door |
A bad bitch opened the door |
I rushed right in, Cased the room, She asked who I was looking for |
The other bitch jumped up scared |
Hella shocked, Cause I had the heat to her head |
Uh, Told the bitches I was looking for the Black Swan |
They kept bullshitting stringing me along |
I guess this mission was a big miss |
I shot em both gangsta style cause I don’t trust a trick bitch |
And I’m off on the hunt again |
Because I am |
Uh, Yeah, Uh |
Listen Paul |
As your Attorney, I have to tell you things the way they are |
Yeah |
Unfortunately, This Judge Longhorn character |
Has the absolute worst reputation in the nation |
Ah fuck |
I mean he is a damn monster Paul |
Aw |
You are facing serious time going before this man |
Fuck! |
And our hands are tied on this one |
What the fuck Blackwell? |
My father will pay anything |
I mean we will do whatever it takes at any cost |
And you know what I mean |
I can’t go to fucking jail, You have to know a way out of this man |
You always do! |
I might know a guy. |
I know one guy |
He’s just now returning from some personal business in Atlantic City |
He’s been working a lot but if the money’s right |
He can make this thing go away |
Truthfully, He’s your only solution here |
Fuck man! |
What’s it gonna cost us? |
Everything |