Mike Shinoda feat. Get Busy Committee - SUICIDE MUSIC (OST The Raid: Redemption) | Текст песни

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• Mike Shinoda feat. Get Busy Committee
• SUICIDE MUSIC (OST The Raid: Redemption)

You could take our lives, fill us up with lies
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die
And I won't even cry, middle finger to the sky
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die

Yeah cause even if I gotta live a life of crime
You got it, imma get it, never need it, 9 to 5
I push it to the limit, 'til it's tome to say goodbye
That's fine, 'cause I know just where I'm going when I die (die, die).

See me in the microscope, see me in the fish tank
Chicks want to know my real name plus the dick length
Me? I'm the a scientist, God to a lab rat
Now I'm just a has-been rapper in a hazmat

Duckin' spray shots, sewing up wounds
Filling up tombs, let the bass boom
Blood everywhere, so chaotic
I'm a bullet with your name on it

Seekin' body after body, ?? ain't in office anymore
But he's still Illuminati
Death to the king, overthrow everything
They'll be searching our apartments in an ATF sting

G-g-get busy, scum of the Earth
Hold a black magic seance to summon my verse
I'm a walking skeleton, the zombie that will rush the crowd
Devil baby, I was born inside a mushroom cloud

You could take our lives, fill us up with lies
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die
And I won't even cry, middle finger to the sky
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die

Yeah cause even if I gotta live a life of crime
You got it, imma get it, never need it, 9 to 5
I push it to the limit, 'til it's tome to say goodbye
That's fine, 'cause I know just where I'm going when I die (die, die).

Suicide music, nothing to fucking fool with full clip in the Uzi
Shooting now at some zookies
No excuse, we blast now
Splatter your goose down

Clapping like it's the Yen, ?? your fucking movie
Asking for passes
Homie I'm not a coobie
Here to blow your brains all over bitches' boobies

Take me alive? Never
Better to die free
I'm writing "fuck the police" inside a goodbye letter
Peace, fade to black, call the priest

Tell them to call heaven and save me a few seats
Sorry for the last minute, I'm bringing a few peeps
Body, the lieutenant, who took a shoot at the chief, sheesh
Guess I got a little problem with authority

Tend to get a little bit gruesome and gory
Volume on 10, if I gotta get it in
Always keep a pistol frip pump
Sitting on my lap like a Yorkie

You could take our lives, fill us up with lies
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die
And I won't even cry, middle finger to the sky
'Cause I know where I'm going when I die

Yeah cause even if I gotta live a life of crime
You got it, imma get it, never need it, 9 to 5
I push it to the limit, 'til it's tome to say goodbye
That's fine, 'cause I know just where I'm going when I die (die, die).

Kill yourself, c-call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, c-call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, c-call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, c-call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, c-call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, c-call me if you need some help
Kill yourself, c-call me if you need some help

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