Vegas Bill - 502 Bad Gateway

Intro:
Reload mother-fucker
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Verse:
Frykt ikke døden
Tatovert på armen min
I’m the mother-fucking grave digger
Make you shed your skin
Committing sin every time that I look into my mirror
Cuz I compliment the devil then proceed to еnd careers
Back up mother-fucker
Vegas Bill, I’ll brеak a nose
Make an alter, take your soul
Don’t exist, I’m just a ghost
Start it bitch, I’ll raise the bar
I finish shit like Monte Mar
Call him up and find a shed
Then hit your ass with it again
Imma run my fucking fist thru your bitch ass windshield
Pull you out the front and beat your ass till you stay still
Your face would make a pretty place to stomp my fucking heel
Cuz the inside of my boot are covered up with fucking steel
I’m the real deal thriller
Jack the fucking ripper
The blizzard white gorilla in smoke burning villas
Dead but feeling lovely
100 angels all above me
Calling out my fucking name
Cuz I’m the one that they’ve been hunting
Ugly looking demon, feeding
She ain’t with me if she’s breathing
How the fuck are you gone kill me if my heart ain’t even beating
Thinking bout the days when I could get myself up out of bed
Without a mother-fucking feeling or a thought of being dead
Now I’m just a talking head
Body left with both my legs
I ascended towards the sky but I was thrown back instead
Cuz I’m an error, a virus
I leave machines dying
Tryna get me out your heads like pulling meat away from lions
Little bitch