Vegas Bill - Walking Gothic Metal Emoji
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{Verse 1}:
Break a woods down
Rollin homegrown by the ounce
Pound for pound
I'm a heavyweight with the brown liquor
In my flask
Keep it topped off like a hair cut
Dirty black chucks
It's the 505's fuck up
And I feel like I'm levitating
Make your favorite artist shake
I'm in the neutral state of living life
Outside the normal place
Cordial grace of a pallbearer
When I hit the room
Eyes are glued to skinny white boy
From the tomb
Ok, they call me young grave digger
When I spike the fucken shovеl in the ground
Like my name was Bakеr
Oh you got your horns down
Bitch mine are in the sky
Angel wings snipped at the base
Bitch I'm circumcised
The worse that I've become
Is sitting shotgun in the Equinox
I'm cracking fucken heads
Like smashing crackers in a Triscuit box
Unorthodox with every hit
Lil' bitch I'm swinging southpaw
It's Tombstone Billy hitting switches on
To drop the bombs
{Bridge}:
I'm the black cloud above this town
And everywhere I fucken go
The deity, the ghost
The heretic inside a trench coat
I look at most of you
And realize that I'm better off
In a pine wood box
At the bottom of a plot
{Hook}:
I'm a walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse (break it down)
{Verse 2}:
If I wanna make another mothafucker break
Imma burn a bible page
And burn a bitch atop a stake
With a cold heart dog
You ain't never found a way
To articulate a riot
True defiance in the state
Separate the population
Fill that bitch up with the hate
Given up all my human traits
Put a bullet in the brain
Of your idols
Break the fucken chains that confine us
The lines are blurring out and I
Can't stop this fucken hatred now
It won't die
So I don't try
Jeg har aldri funnet hjem
I've burned the soul and took the head
The fucken grave bound
Highly medicated
Poster boy for death
Oh well
Another bad day
Just fuel to the flame
Don't speak my fucken name
Cuz we are not the same
I hate everything
Especially the fake
If you're taking aim
Then shoot the brain
Bitch we are not the same
{Hook}:
I'm a walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
{Verse 1}:
Break a woods down
Rollin homegrown by the ounce
Pound for pound
I'm a heavyweight with the brown liquor
In my flask
Keep it topped off like a hair cut
Dirty black chucks
It's the 505's fuck up
And I feel like I'm levitating
Make your favorite artist shake
I'm in the neutral state of living life
Outside the normal place
Cordial grace of a pallbearer
When I hit the room
Eyes are glued to skinny white boy
From the tomb
Ok, they call me young grave digger
When I spike the fucken shovеl in the ground
Like my name was Bakеr
Oh you got your horns down
Bitch mine are in the sky
Angel wings snipped at the base
Bitch I'm circumcised
The worse that I've become
Is sitting shotgun in the Equinox
I'm cracking fucken heads
Like smashing crackers in a Triscuit box
Unorthodox with every hit
Lil' bitch I'm swinging southpaw
It's Tombstone Billy hitting switches on
To drop the bombs
{Bridge}:
I'm the black cloud above this town
And everywhere I fucken go
The deity, the ghost
The heretic inside a trench coat
I look at most of you
And realize that I'm better off
In a pine wood box
At the bottom of a plot
{Hook}:
I'm a walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse (break it down)
{Verse 2}:
If I wanna make another mothafucker break
Imma burn a bible page
And burn a bitch atop a stake
With a cold heart dog
You ain't never found a way
To articulate a riot
True defiance in the state
Separate the population
Fill that bitch up with the hate
Given up all my human traits
Put a bullet in the brain
Of your idols
Break the fucken chains that confine us
The lines are blurring out and I
Can't stop this fucken hatred now
It won't die
So I don't try
Jeg har aldri funnet hjem
I've burned the soul and took the head
The fucken grave bound
Highly medicated
Poster boy for death
Oh well
Another bad day
Just fuel to the flame
Don't speak my fucken name
Cuz we are not the same
I hate everything
Especially the fake
If you're taking aim
Then shoot the brain
Bitch we are not the same
{Hook}:
I'm a walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
Walking, gothic, metal corpse
