Axe Murder Boyz - Death Song lyrics

Oh ohh-Ohh oh ohh-Ohh

You know I'm looking around to find
Another gun to bring me back
(they're gonna bring me back, back)
Steady tripping cause I wasn't ready
Never wanna die in fact
(never wanna die in fact)
And they don't even check
Come up in my house
I come right for your neck
Show you the light so you show me respect
Don't bring no fucking thing that I
Can block what I said
It's the motherfucking B-O-N-E-Z
Whats gonna happen when you try to
Fuck with me and my crew
We gonna murder motherfuckers
Leave em sleeping in the dirt
Because I put a couple of
Bullets in your bitchass too
You ended your life in the dark
And I don't know how the
Fuck I'm helping you out
You out your motherfucking mind
If you thinking that you living
After running your mouth
Know what I'm talking about (talking about)

I been feeling so deceased (ay)
Living like I'm dead, visions in my head
Life'll kick you in the teeth (ay)
If you fucking let it, living don't regret it
Walking with a semi-automatic
Detonate a bomb and then
I read another passage
Bringing La Muerte to the masses
Ima kill em all
Never gonna change my attitude
Gimme the rope go for the throat
Wrap it around him and choke
Keep him and croak and now that he dead he
Won't be talking no more
I severed his dome, I'm sending it home
Giving it over to Bonez
He gonna make, all of the spirit's awake
Nobody had anything to say
I roll with the nobodies
My tracks slap the motherfucking soul out him
I'm just standing back like
What you motherfuckers know about him
You can live or die
Guess it's all in how you go about it
Walking with the dead

Oh my god the grim reapers in our studio
Oh my god the grim reaper means death
Walking with the dead it's a cold world
Let em just leave me alone
I'm living with the dead
Put the lid on the coffin
The wicked shit still in my door
Death, death, death
Let em just leave me alone
I'm living with the dead
Put the lid on the coffin
The wicked shit still in my door death

Baby I just want to see you die
(just wanna see you die)
I'm like a magic eye, I seen the angel fly
And demons in the sky
Smoking the good so I know about me
When you step into a killer
Better get the fuck up out my face
Because I'm finna cut you motherfuckers up
You kinda just ran out of luck
I think these little bitches just
A bunch of fakes no waste, no brakes
Never gon stop it, low hood I drop it
So nobody safe, the care to unlock it
Is having some motherfucking faith
What I say, what I say
Yeah I'm walking with the dead
And I ain't never gonna quit this shit
Find out with the quickness that
I'm bout to spit that
Motherfucking act right
Quick so sick like that like

The reapers gripping on a Glock (ay)
Death has many faces, every day it changes
People dying on the spot (ay)
Every day is dangerous, can't nobody save us
I just wanna smoke a blow with my brethren
All I want is money, pussy, and dead shit
Wake up and I roll another fat one
Everything around me bitch black I'm gone
Gimme the gat, fuck all of that
He never gonna be back
Give him a casket, put him inside
Bury him deep in the grass
Everything dark, even my heart
Evil'll rip it apart, in my mind
Everyone dies you can just look at my heart
To see em rollin' with the dead bodies
When the blood rain down that's on everybody
Bouncin' through the city
Tryna see about the bread probably
Gotta couple racks on your head
Don't forget about it sleeping with the dead

Oh my god the grim reapers in our studio
Oh my god the grim reaper means death
Walking with the dead it's a cold world
Let em just leave me alone
I'm living with the dead
Put the lid on the coffin
The wicked shit still in my door
Death, death, death
Let em just leave me alone
I'm living with the dead
Put the lid on the coffin
The wicked shit still in my door death

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