Текст, перевод и аккорды “Gory Days”
- Check it (Hook x1) Gory Days You might get stabbed in your heart Gory Days Get the butcher knife and tear you apart Gory Days You better finish what you start Gory Daaaaaays When we bludgeon you'll get your brain laced You're bein hands on erased We'll punch you in the same place Til we break our hands on your face You crack your head first Whatever I get - you get worse I got a busted lip You got stitches in a hospital bed hearse This ain't a playfight You'll get beaten in broad daylight People watchin me kid but I ain't got no stage fright No cops in sight You're gettin cracked through the side And if there's more beef We'll find you and put bombs under your eyes The struggle to live - corrupt Because too many kicks will pummel your ribs When you're outnumbered by six And no ones jumpin in to dead it Wit me and my peeps swingin hatchets and axes You think they wanna get hit? All OGs know the code of the street Mind your own biz, never go to police - that's how it is I live Scarface scenes I live Pulp Fiction scenes Life is one big movie on the screen (2 Hooks with variation) Gory Days You might get stabbed in your heart Gory Days Get a butcher knife and tear you apart Gory Days You better finish what you start Gory Daaaaaays (Bitches) Gory Days You might get stabbed in your heart Gory Days Get a machete and tear you apart Gory Days You better finish what you start Gory Daaaaaays (I hope you die) You made my fuckin day sour I'll still display power while up for 48 hours The blood still sprayed like showers Boxes get knocked out Jab me I'll jab you What you put out you get back It might be worse - we'll blast you Cops are searchin for me for crimes I committed last year But haven't caught me yet so I'll drop it in rhymes I know you want me dead Put stitches in your forehead Look kid I want you more dead Hope you bled in your bed Fifteen hours in the hospital Waiting for a doctor to sew you up and a possible operation You press charges you're less than a carcass In the streets - no respect You'll get tricked and stuffed in a coat regardless Don't judge a book by a cover Cause a cat could be a crook undercover And snap and jux up your blubber From happiness to anarchist From pacifist to blasphemous Kid that's how fast it flips (Hook x2 variation) (Bitch)
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