
Date of issue: 31.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Kill Me |
This is the year of the hunter, hear the gunners in trees |
Just something about a battle that’ll numb your knees |
We under cover of the moon with the tongues of thieves |
While you a number being fed to the war machine |
I got a bullet in my head, what I read was venom |
So as of now, I ain’t stopping til the president beheaded |
Nope, it ain’t Seven, it’s better, this Armageddon |
The reason they call us rebels ain’t the way we dress |
They’re trying to kill me, cuz they be making money off of coffins |
The industry of freedom and that fee will cost you |
They’re trying to kill me, and if they ever succeed |
It means I’m only gonna sell a million more copies |
Focus, living in a mode of attack |
Ulterior motives to leave a bar code on your back |
We gon' crash through the crowd, the color, the cobweb |
Motherfuckers in your government are getting dropped dead |
For the red, white, and blue, I don’t fight for you |
You ain’t about the people, we nothing to you |
But it’s us you live through so I’ll kiss your pistols |
And rip into your history like knives in tissue |
They’re trying to kill me, cuz they be making money off of coffins |
The industry of freedom and that fee will cost you |
They’re trying to kill me, and if they ever succeed |
It means I’m only gonna sell a million more copies |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Kill People | 2017 |
Sheep | 2017 |
Die Alive | 2017 |
Orange Carnage | 2017 |
Patriot Act | 2017 |
Barb Wire | 2017 |
Children of War | 2017 |
Democra Sees a Dead Body | 2017 |