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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #171
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Jon D Hart
Rights
Jonathon Darrell Hart
Uploaded
December 06, 2011
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 160 kbps • 3:21
Story behind the song
A man was framed... He's pissed.
Lyrics
What did i, do to get
this price put right on my head
i did some sh** , but i forget
and i don't even care a bit
I got some diamonds, got some gold
got some cash in my billfold (x2)
But all of it just makes me sick
I'm feelin' like my bones were picked
and i got nothin' left to think
I'll spend away my suffering
What did i, do to get
this price put right on my head
i did some sh** , but i forget
and i don't even care a bit
Got a soul I haven't sold
Ain't gettin' younger, i'm gettin' old (x2)
So bring your guns and bring your friends!
leave a mess, no evidence
Take their heads and cut their necks
Entertain the audience
What did i, do to get
this price put right on my head
i did some sh** , but i forget
and i don't even care a bit
Take a shot, get a cig, light it up - keep it rollin'
take a breath, line it up, keep it steady, get it crackin'
(phew) thank god for runnin' gonna run and run til' the sun comes up and
thank god for hundreds, cause the bag is heavy and my horse is buckin'
oh here they come, and they ain't afraid to shoot their guns
so i'll shoot back, bust back, take that, take that - and i'm screamin!!
Bring your guns and bring your friends!
leave a mess, no evidence
Take their heads and cut their necks
Entertain the audience
Make 'em wonder why they tried
to decide who's gonna die
lost my life but not my pride
I know who i am inside
say what you say
but please stay, out of my way
you're just
going to get hurt
going to get burnt
going to be left
with no-thing else, and
do not try to lift a weight that you cannot hold on your
shoulders, when it comes a' crashing, crashes like a boulder
NOW I TOLD YOU A THOUSAND TIMES
THAT I WON'T PAY A SINGLE FINE
AND I AIN'T GOT THE CASH OR TIME
TO GIVE YOU WHAT I KNOW IS MINE
AND I GOT NINES AND KNIVES FOR DAYS
RAZOR BLADES AND I DON'T SHAVE
DROP A LIGHT INTO MY SHADE
I'LL SHOOT IT OUT AND WATCH IT FADE
BRING YOUR GUNS, BRING YOUR FRIENDS
LEAVE A MESS NO EVIDENCE
TAKE THEIR HEADS AND CUT THEIR NECKS
ENTERTAIN THE AUDIENCE
Never get me, got tricks up my sleeve
got a silver tongue, and i bring the heat
and my enemies are a disease
but they have no luck destroying me
they're casualties, i'm casually
walking through the smoke screen
you can't see, you're probably;
on your knees and wondering.
why is all this happening
i'm sick of it, stop asking
you're driving me insane
i'll drive you to your grave
i don't care what you say
i'll use you as fish bait
we are not the same
you are in my way
take, away your thoughts and clear your mind and keep it stable
if you're able, put yourself upon the table with a label and
give, away your soul as long as you keep all your organs
if you force it then somebody else is gonna pick your poison.
MY MIND IS NOT MINE, I'M BORROWING
WHAT MAKES ME, I, MY? BECAUSE I AM PART OF IT
SA-CRI-FICE I, INCOMPLETE ALPHABET
I AM IN A STRANGE PLACE, WHERE THERE IS NO FOLLOWING
stop bothering
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