Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Chose Violence, artist - Iamjakehill. Date of issue: 26.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Chose Violence |
| Now, what have we here? |
| Are you sure about this? |
| I was once grateful to you |
| But, If this is our fate, so be it! |
| You leave me no choice |
| Yuh |
| I woke up, I chose violence |
| Choke up, these bitches silent |
| Get fucked, nowhere to hide and |
| No luck, I must oblige |
| I came to bludgeon all you pussies |
| You could call it what you want |
| I been feelin' kinda manic, I might kill 'em just for fun |
| Collecting heads, think you’re better off dead |
| I could lie and say it isn’t personal |
| I’m seein' red |
| You’re the target, I’m the missile |
| Don’t worry, they won’t miss you |
| I think I got some problems, turning nothin' to an issue |
| Now I’ll solve it with my- |
| I popped off, it’s been a little borin' |
| All my enemies are hiding out, it gets annoyin' |
| Guess I gotta sniff 'em out, I’m searchin' 'til the mornin' |
| Finally found the prey, okay so now’s the day for mournin' |
| I used to want to kill myself, but now I only kill the snakes |
| Bitch don’t say you know me, 'cause you’ve always been a fake |
| I’ve been posted in my dungeon, got the tools to make you vanish |
| I been itchin' for destruction, I might take over the planet, uh |
| White knuckle blade singin' «Where you at, bitch?» |
| They open the fuckin' gates, I came out with my heart ripped |
| I put 'em in a body bag, yeah you know that’s my shit |
| I don’t fuck with you now, it’s time to put you in a ditch |
| Okay, bodies on bodies, I cannot stop, I got a problem |
| Bitch I’m awful, I got it |
| Just fuckin' drop me in a coffin |
| I’m just talkin' shit, this is what you wanted right? |
| No more «Mr. |
| Nice Guy», you’ll be sayin' «Bye bye» |
| 'Cause I woke up, I chose violence |
| Choke up, these bitches silent |
| Get fucked, nowhere to hide and |
| No luck, I must oblige |
| I came to bludgeon all you pussies |
| You could call it what you want |
| I been feelin' kinda manic, I might kill 'em just for fun |
| Collecting heads, think you’re better off dead |
| I could lie and say it isn’t personal |
| I’m seein' red |
| You’re the target, I’m the missile |
| Don’t worry, they won’t miss you |
| I think I got some problems, turning nothin' to an issue |
| Now I’ll solve it with my- |