Oddprophet - British Gas

{Pre-Drop: Illaman}
Gas

{Drop: Illaman}
Gas

{Verse: Illaman}
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Beef, ARMSHOUSE
Walk in the room like fuck that
Headtops, take off
Don't give a shit about no one
Ruthless, kill shit
Lay waste to my enemies
No friends, no love

{Verse 2: Illaman}
Yeah, we stay running around hell
Nothing ain't changed and we ain't playing games
Everyone's dead
Burn em in the flames
We've all gone mad
Consume by the hate
Take a little walk off the edge
The fall so sweet
You might never come back
Alarm bell, sirens
Ring, ring, ring
Red dot, Headshot
Kill, kill, kill

{Pre-Drop: Illaman}
Gas

{Drop: Illaman}
Gas
Gas

{Pre-Drop: Illaman}
Gas

{Drop: Illaman}
Gas
Gas