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Vegas Bill

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It's the wasteland walker
The smell death will follow me
Through this fucken valley
Just like shadow methodically
Stepping on to these bodies
I often think I'm hollowing
With nothing left to care about
At least a shell keeps hardening
And part of me believes that if it's broke
It can still be fixed
But I have knotted up so much
I'd come undone with a single twist
Let's skip the fucken games
This world is better swallowed up in flames
As simple as I could explain
I'll hate you all till I'm in a grave
Now
Let me get back to this escapade
These death charades
A live grenade
Inside my brain
To make it bang
It hasn't changed
I'm still living in the graveyard
And I don't plan to leave
Until I stop my fucking grey heart
It's Jake's yard but Vegas Bill went and took it
Put 1 foot in the water
And the devil kept on pushing
So now I wear this crown of thorns
My horns will keep it hooked in
Now I've become the fucking wicked one
And Satans bit the bullet
Check my fucking record
They call me the end of days
Ain't nobody stepping up
Even my interlude gets played
I'm saying we ain't the same
I've put bullets in my brain
And I'm still out rapping every motherfucker in my way
I'm Hussein to the living
I'm Attila to the dead
Got my castle decorated with a hoard of severed heads
Baphomet in the flesh
I'm consuming all the weak
With this pagan blood inside my veins
My name is not to speak
Step away from the mic before I burn it down
And they wonder why I don't want anyone around
I've lost everything but I never found
A way to turn this fucking frown upside down
I thought there was a chance
That hope sealed and locked
I thought I'd be happy again
When my album dropped
But I watched my self esteem hit lows I've never seen
And I never got that smile
That I thought was within reach
It's seems I've become a vessel
Poster child for hate
They tried bury me away
But I kicked the fucking gates
Wide open while holding explosives smoking
The bottles are broken
Blowing the bones of the chosen
Up to the shoulders of Odin
The Jotun's are choking
The fucking throats of the hopeless
I'm soaking in the witches potion
I am a child of Loki
Cuz each poems unholy
The chosen one for the ghosts
And spoken omens to Vegas Bill
Are just bringing more notice
Bitch
Now I've made a lot of enemies
Since my father died
It feels like they're trying
To fucking knock me off my stride
But with each punch they're throwing
And each bone that's broken
I'm still banging fucking heads
Like throat fucking a hoe
So know one thing
When I'm near a mic it gets rocked
Cuz I got the bars to just pop
This fucking roof off the top
Of these fucking studio walls
No matter the make or how tall
So you know just who to call
When you need a skylight installed
Now to all you fucking posers
Who think you live in hell
Take a trip in to my world
And watch the fucking ice melt
You've never felt true pain
You're like sheep being fed
You say you're living like the dead
Bitch I am the fucking dead

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