60000isk - Violent Lyrics

We've got you pinned, Pierre. It's game over
Then I guess I have no choice
Put a skin up to his throat
Slice in the blood on the floor

It's a deal on a crow to cross
No, I don't lie, am I so violent
I don't even need to try
I take this gun and let it fly

I don't owe you a fight
I leave you crying
Break her leg, that's what they said
And I can't rest until I'm dead

A steel-toed boot cut through his head
And I can't help it, I'm on set
Yes, violence, dying
How do you even mind it

Hey, be pleased or not before you try it
F*ck this life, yeah, we don't wanna die yet
Attached to you like 3, 4 in the interaction
Think of this, I'm sick of you

I'm sick of people I never knew
I'm sick of lying, bitch, f*ck you too
'Cause I caught a couple stories that she never knew
I've been trying to laugh, yeah, but I, but I

Just don't know how to cover close friends up
I've been trying to laugh, yeah, but I, but I
Just don't know how to cover close friends up
So much so, so I, so I, so I

Put a skank up to his throat
Slice in the blood on the floor
Said, do you wanna crawl across
Said, no, I don't

Why am I so violent
I don't even need to try
I take this gun and let it fly
I don't owe you a fight

I leave you crying
Take my gun
They bother you cause you're so slow
Don't mess with me cause I know you gon' die

Don't be afraid of me, just open up your eyes
Fade away, I'm falling to the sky
One, two, three
Guaranteed I'll take your life

Right behind me, baby, put your hands up
Drunk, my room is spinning, why not stand up
Tie your man and hold him up for ransom
And your light skin, curly hair, barely feeling handsome

This a baby, not like Guaranteed
This shit gon' throw a tantrum
In my dreams, look at me, I'll be like a man
I don't know why you're scared of me, I hope I change your mind

I'm holding on, I'm gripping from my life
Doing it wrong is not gon' make you high
Open up and look into the light
Any last words, Pierre

Take this shot. I dare you
Ah
Looks like I'm all out of ammo
And you're all out of luck

Suit yourself, Pierre
Let's dance
You know what I'm gonna do
Put a skin up to your throat

Slice in the blood on the floor
Do you wanna crow the cross
No, I don't
Lie, am I so violent

I don't even need to try
I'll stick this gun and let it fly
Out all your fire
I'll leave you crying

Take his throat
Slice in the blood on the floor
Do you wanna crow the cross
No, I don't

Lie, am I so violent
I don't even need to try
I'll stick this gun and let it fly