Hell’s Child - 444 - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — Hell’s Child - 444 текст песни

Исполнитель: Hell’s Child

альбом: WELCOME TO HELL (Deluxe Edition)

You want love but your mouths on the end of my gun
You want love fuck boy you gon get none
Put you in a blunt smoke it till its done
You cunt, run your mouth
Meet the barrel of my handgun
I don't make mistakes
Grab you by the neck i feel you suffocate
What a fucking state
I feel so much fucking hate
Towards you and your crew
Squeeze until your face is blue
Kinda scary kinda crude
I will fucking bury you
Hold him take his life with the pokey
Why am i acting so lonely?
Tell that boy satan knows me
Fuck it up fuck it up die
Why you crying for?
I wanna hear the screams baby cry some more
Left her in a bodybag by the door
From today stay away ain't no triple four
(Yeah, yeah)
(FUCK OFF)

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