Testo Prey - Old Gun
Testo della canzone Prey (Old Gun), tratta dall'album Seven Tales and Old Gun (feat. Seven Tales)
Antichrist with the light step
Smoking on chronic
Light dep
I'm too smooth
I leave the scrap without a scratch like i'm good at pool
I am out of here like a drone strike on full blown dikes
What a turn out
You're just a burn out
I'll teach you something if you learn now
If not I'll leave you with a firm welt from a leather belt
Trophies on my wall like I killed an elk
I was talking to myself
He told me not to wait
Cut you into pieces
Put dinner on my plate
But I try to resist because I hate the way it tastes
So I guess the luck is yours because I still ain't touched your face
Hmmmm
Taking off the pieces is a simple operation
The knife is always sharpened and the skillet's always seasoned
I don't need a helping hand
I just need a fucking reason
When it come to codeine
Call me Jethro Bodine
I'm loving it
Golden Arches
I just prayed to God because i'm down to two cartridges
I need my carcinogens
I got butterfingers like my name was Bart Simpson
Doh
I'll ring your neck like a little bitch
When I think about you man it makes my ass itch
It's all crud
So miss me with the bull
Smoking weed every day is getting kind of old
Things change
They rearrange
Look at your face man it seemed so strange
When all else failed
Think about the days when you had the rat tail
Leave the picture on the rope shelf
Laced with dust like myself
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Writer(s): Michael Miller
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