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Napalm

 

Napalm

(álbum: Gang Rags: Reborn - 2014)


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, just like men do
So when you're bleeding out your mouth it makes it hard to understand you

[Hook:]
Do you live in the wasteland?
Are you walking in the streets that I sleep in?
Cannibals are hunting for the weak
And when napalm goes and explodes
Cracking open the cemetery gates, awake the dead

Get up
Wake the dead

Welcome to the land of the dead
Hard pressed, of our 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 feeding
Bleeding 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
Putting 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 fronting 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

[Hook]

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