Sokchea Saing
Sokchea Saing

Federal (07:01)

Federal (07:01)

53 Plays

17 Apr 2021

For I shoot through your life like razor blades, Cutting your flesh to bleed for me to be saved, Leaving your soul to rot for what death made, Hearing you breathe like a hopeless slave, To leave your bones and remains inside the night of a cave, Pumping round after round to your flesh, for you to know physically you been hit by the very best, It’s a mafia hit to your life , Killing you dead and taking your wife, How many times do I have to murder you on this track, Your life pointless holding nothing but dirty facts, Resurrecting your life just to bring you back, So I can demolish your life again, Counting your trials of seven deadly sins, No mercy or grace ever given just hate, Death to die again from me is your fate, Words slice through your feelings look now your sad, It’s better then being pissed of and mad, Ricochet bullets that hit and kill your dad, Body bagged this nigga toe tagged as a fag, Lifeless to breathe burry you with clips of a mag, Smelling your rotten flesh of dead death to reek, Maggots and worms crawling in the holes of ya cheek, Plus the skin of your flesh dissolving into hell, Your life and body leaving an awful smell, But I’m not through shooting your casket to hear your ghost of your soul to yell, Power to raise you up as the dead, To the grave is where your life only lead, With my lyrics speaking death to your spirit inside your head, Now that the jobs done I can get the cash of the bread, Find another enemy to kill as game, Nobody in history will ever remember your name, But now you got the lights and camera’s to find your fame, Title of the front page labeled “death repeat killed the same” Trophy of your tongue cut off to speak but tamed, Story of your life read , “dead of the lamed” Your casket full of gasoline blazed in flames, Afterlife of hell to wait , Your salvation is no debate, Of death and fate, Rest In Peace never to bleed again , But remembered that I was your mafia friend, The end.........,,...........don’t let me hear any life coming from your grave, Cause your life was to hard to spiritually save,.........

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For I shoot through your life like razor blades, Cutting your flesh to bleed for me to be saved, Leaving your soul to rot for what death made, Hearing you breathe like a hopeless slave, To leave your bones and remains inside the night of a cave, Pumping round after round to your flesh, for you to know physically you been hit by the very best, It’s a mafia hit to your life , Killing you dead and taking your wife, How many times do I have to murder you on this track, Your life pointless holding nothing but dirty facts, Resurrecting your life just to bring you back, So I can demolish your life again, Counting your trials of seven deadly sins, No mercy or grace ever given just hate, Death to die again from me is your fate, Words slice through your feelings look now your sad, It’s better then being pissed of and mad, Ricochet bullets that hit and kill your dad, Body bagged this nigga toe tagged as a fag, Lifeless to breathe burry you with clips of a mag, Smelling your rotten flesh of dead death to reek, Maggots and worms crawling in the holes of ya cheek, Plus the skin of your flesh dissolving into hell, Your life and body leaving an awful smell, But I’m not through shooting your casket to hear your ghost of your soul to yell, Power to raise you up as the dead, To the grave is where your life only lead, With my lyrics speaking death to your spirit inside your head, Now that the jobs done I can get the cash of the bread, Find another enemy to kill as game, Nobody in history will ever remember your name, But now you got the lights and camera’s to find your fame, Title of the front page labeled “death repeat killed the same” Trophy of your tongue cut off to speak but tamed, Story of your life read , “dead of the lamed” Your casket full of gasoline blazed in flames, Afterlife of hell to wait , Your salvation is no debate, Of death and fate, Rest In Peace never to bleed again , But remembered that I was your mafia friend, The end.........,,...........don’t let me hear any life coming from your grave, Cause your life was to hard to spiritually save,.........

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