Gorilla Voltage, Slaine - Die Hard lyrics

Yippee-ki yay motherfucker
You really think you have a
Chance against us Mr cowboy

I be that debt owed deck em out black booze
Stagger out plane crash
Lesson to smashing now I'm combing traffic
Stolen mic and a muscle car
Martian went at with a 44
Just a crazed caveman who came
And settled the score my odds beat the
Barrel of a gun hotter than hell
That's all a flare stare
Just a son of the sun
Surviving of me is the ride full I cease
Solitaire unravels a masterpiece
The clones roam cattle prone
Underneath the streets they under the radar
Underground in my tea i'm a combat zone
Less is learned for the years
I burn buried a urn


Shape-shift the microchips learn
I'm made in my prime while
You safe in your cellphone
I'm raiding your shelves
I'm burning your house down
Play somebody else this shit be easy to me
I got no reason to leave
I'm four and I unless you died
Then you finally free

You better kill me or I'mma kill you
Put a pistol in your pants now
What the fuck you gonna do
My past has painted scars
I've been through hell then I knew why
I die hard die hard
This ain't a game, I don't play die hard
It's a good day to die die hard

All these years I've been hungry
When I could've been fed cut up and bled
And it's obvious I should've been dead
But probably it's me in the
Lobby with the wobbly wheel
In the chair with the gin
Cup singing "Bobby be real"
With the gin tucked in the
Front seat of an automobile
Hobbling out of a 'rarri getting
Shot in the heel it took me a long time to
See my problem was real
And this alcoholic goblin probably
Caused him to steal that Ozzy Osbourne teal
I'm like the Prince of the Dark
I had the madness in me ever
Since I drink in the park
Thinking I'm smart bitch and yayo with
A link in his pocket
Numbing my teeth and beef I
Had a pension to start
I'm on the street cheese
I'm an indestructible beast
High on PCP driving like a
Buck in the streets
Thinking I'm fine with the loaded nine
Tucked in the seat
Fuck the police I'm dying to
Kick the bucket at least

You better kill me or I'mma kill you
Put a pistol in your pants now
What the fuck you gonna do
My past has painted scars
I've been through hell then I knew why
I die hard die hard
This ain't a game, I don't play die hard
It's a good day to die die hard

Been taking he been acting a fool
But, I pull that card of death and yes
I tell him the plane of Zole
Every time I get my tarot read I can't choose
I'mma loose cannon abandon all of your hope
I choke your veins and slam a grandma
My hammering into cope i take apeshit
Flinging it into crowds for entertainment
Maiming this production like it jumped
In my gorilla pit feeling this
My boss throws pistol whips to the
Head of a silly bitch chili spit
My mic look like it's
Dipped in liquid nitrogen
Spiker sips like drip kool-aid how delicious
I get and I'll make it through them uprights
With laces in
My meaner green hoes who rob these hoes
And bobs to fill jobs when
Dropped to nine volts
But nope that's not all
You be deep butt deep but
The clock don't stop ya
Dr claw but I need ya to get
Me one time like chicken pox
You chicken hawks
I eat you squawking but ain't
Ready for this war i'm at your door
And i'm burning up everything you've
Ever loved and more die!

You better kill me or I'mma kill you
Put a pistol in your pants now
What the fuck you gonna do
My past has painted scars
I've been through hell then I knew why
I die hard die hard
This ain't a game, I don't play die hard
It's a good day to die die hard