Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Napalm lyrics
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Napalm lyrics]
Everybody on the planet Earth is gone
And I am left alone to roam
I see mangled bodies in the street
Litter in the block like
A Stephen King scenery
If this was a stand I'd be trash canned
But this ain't no lie
Wanna know why I'm the last man
Bitches you can't quit, adjust like men do
So when you're bleedin' out your mouth it
Makes it hard to understand you
Do you live in the wasteland?
Are you walkin' in the streets
That I sleep in?
Cannibals are huntin' for the weak
And when napalm goes and explodes
Crackin' open the cemetery gates
Awake the dead get up
Wake the dead
Welcome to the land of the dead
Hard pressed
Step on prosthetic arms and legs
Be lucky that you got a head
And a mouth to feed with
So you're fucked if you gotta hold
Your food down when you're feedin'
Bleedin' as if I got buckets of blood
And if blood is the new
Black then I'm lightweight cuz
And if pain is the new love
Then I'd love you to death
Puttin' conversations of haunts in the
Hole of their chests
I'm 'bout to hit 'em with a blast
Leave a crease off in their face
Not even botox can remove or take away
Too bad, now you're frontin' like me
Gotta eat dead people that you're
Find in the street
Cause your stomach all hungry and
You're out of a job
It only takes one break to
Make the window drop
Two bullets lift to kill two crooked ass cops
Napalm in the air and the shit don't stop
And I am left alone to roam
I see mangled bodies in the street
Litter in the block like
A Stephen King scenery
If this was a stand I'd be trash canned
But this ain't no lie
Wanna know why I'm the last man
Bitches you can't quit, adjust like men do
So when you're bleedin' out your mouth it
Makes it hard to understand you
Do you live in the wasteland?
Are you walkin' in the streets
That I sleep in?
Cannibals are huntin' for the weak
And when napalm goes and explodes
Crackin' open the cemetery gates
Awake the dead get up
Wake the dead
Welcome to the land of the dead
Hard pressed
Step on prosthetic arms and legs
Be lucky that you got a head
And a mouth to feed with
So you're fucked if you gotta hold
Your food down when you're feedin'
Bleedin' as if I got buckets of blood
And if blood is the new
Black then I'm lightweight cuz
And if pain is the new love
Then I'd love you to death
Puttin' conversations of haunts in the
Hole of their chests
I'm 'bout to hit 'em with a blast
Leave a crease off in their face
Not even botox can remove or take away
Too bad, now you're frontin' like me
Gotta eat dead people that you're
Find in the street
Cause your stomach all hungry and
You're out of a job
It only takes one break to
Make the window drop
Two bullets lift to kill two crooked ass cops
Napalm in the air and the shit don't stop