*sings in background as the Intro begins [Intro*
]:Ryan
pump blast shattered glass in the classroom Penny
tried to hide in a bathroom Homicide,
scream from the hand held dragon Mental
flame from the barrel claim 25 angel mercy, Long
as the black board splatter, with his inside Never
had a chance to ride his new skateboard Billy
didn't shake lord he, fell silent Died
in the pantomime of cold violence His
killer didn't even blink he, couldn't think Even
when he heard the sirens kept firing Pupils
dilated possessed, and perspiring He
grew up admiring 30, auts and calicos Ar-15
and long barreled 44's so on the story goes He
went out in a blaze of glory He
went out in a front page story He
went out in a front page story [Hook](x2)
My
soul can't rest today I
can't bring myself to pray I
get down on my knees Cause
you will always be six feet under me [Verse
One] Frank
I'm, sorry you didn't get to see your cell phone tape hear, yourself But
to the mother fuckas who took Frank Williams aka Fast Black f, k**you (Gunshot)! Dear
God I've, messed up again I'm, sassed up again Vodka
spilling out my mouth onto my chin I've
slipped into the darkness of the heartless Those
barbarians carry savage weapons and they start s titThey
hearts is cold as the artic these, men motivate mobs to lynch These
monsters are men who, I hang with These
monsters of then are who I bang with Who
I bang with Crips, Bloods, bg, vl, we have created our own road to hell We
train to kill and not to feel reacting, with a mac But
no matter who I kill I can't bring my n anusback My
ni z***dead and I can't get my f gay***head around it We
was just smoking blunts of the best chronic And
now I'm wearing a t-shirt with his picture on it Staggering
about to vomit consumed, with vengeance With
my vengeance I'm all consumed by, mid afternoon smoking blunts in my room To
whom ever this letter may concern When
bullets strike they burn more than the flesh of the ones hit You
took my n anusmy heart split its, broken shattered, in a million pieces Help
me Jesus help, me Jesus just, help me Jesus thug, ni z***killers They
victims was screaming help me Jesus [Hook](x2)
My
soul can't rest today I
can't bring myself to pray I
get down on my knees Cause
you will always be six feet under me Woman
*sings until end of beat Heart*
*monitor goes flat line
Heart*beats Woman* *sings in background as the Intro begins [Intro* ]:Ryan pump blast shattered glass in the classroom Penny tried to hide in a bathroom Homicide, scream from the hand held dragon Mental flame from the barrel claim 25 angel mercy, Long as the black board splatter, with his inside Never had a chance to ride his new skateboard Billy didn't shake lord he, fell silent Died in the pantomime of cold violence His killer didn't even blink he, couldn't think Even when he heard the sirens kept firing Pupils dilated possessed, and perspiring He grew up admiring 30, auts and calicos Ar-15 and long barreled 44's so on the story goes He went out in a blaze of glory He went out in a front page story He went out in a front page story [Hook](x2) My soul can't rest today I can't bring myself to pray I get down on my knees Cause you will always be six feet under me [Verse One] Frank I'm, sorry you didn't get to see your cell phone tape hear, yourself But to the mother fuckas who took Frank Williams aka Fast Black f, k**you (Gunshot)! Dear God I've, messed up again I'm, sassed up again Vodka spilling out my mouth onto my chin I've slipped into the darkness of the heartless Those barbarians carry savage weapons and they start s titThey hearts is cold as the artic these, men motivate mobs to lynch These monsters are men who, I hang with These monsters of then are who I bang with Who I bang with Crips, Bloods, bg, vl, we have created our own road to hell We train to kill and not to feel reacting, with a mac But no matter who I kill I can't bring my n anusback My ni z***dead and I can't get my f gay***head around it We was just smoking blunts of the best chronic And now I'm wearing a t-shirt with his picture on it Staggering about to vomit consumed, with vengeance With my vengeance I'm all consumed by, mid afternoon smoking blunts in my room To whom ever this letter may concern When bullets strike they burn more than the flesh of the ones hit You took my n anusmy heart split its, broken shattered, in a million pieces Help me Jesus help, me Jesus just, help me Jesus thug, ni z***killers They victims was screaming help me Jesus [Hook](x2) My soul can't rest today I can't bring myself to pray I get down on my knees Cause you will always be six feet under me Woman *sings until end of beat Heart* *monitor goes flat line Explain Request ×
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