Die Hard

Lyrics

[Intro] Yippee-ki-yay motherfucker You really think you have a chance against us Mr. Cowboy [Verse 1: Mr. Grey] I be that debt owed Deck em out black booze Stagger out Plane crash Lesson to smashing Now I'm combing traffic Stolen mic and a muscle car Martian went at with a .44 Just a crazed caveman who came and settled the score My odds beat the Barrel of a gun Hotter than hell That's all a flare stare Just a son of the sun Surviving of me is the ride full I cease Solitaire unravels A masterpiece The clones roam cattle prone underneath the streets They under the radar Underground in my tea I'm a combat zone Less is learned for the years I burn buried a urn Shape-shift the microchips learn I'm made in my prime while you safe in your cellphone I'm raiding your shelves I'm burning your house down Play somebody else This shit be easy to me I got no reason to leave I'm four and I unless you died Then you finally free [Hook: Mr. Grey] You better kill me or I'mma kill you Put a pistol in your pants now what the fuck you gonna do My past has painted scars I've been through hell then I knew why I die hard Die hard (x2) This ain't a game, I don't play Die hard (x2) It's a good day to die Die hard [Verse 2: Slaine] All these years I've been hungry when I could've been fed Cut up and bled And it's obvious I should've been dead But probably it's me in the lobby with the wobbly wheel In the chair with the gin cup singing "Bobby be real" With the gin tucked in the front seat of an automobile Hobbling out of a 'rarri getting shot in the heel It took me a long time to see my problem was real And this alcoholic goblin probably caused him to steal That Ozzy Osbourne teal I'm like the Prince of the Dark I had the madness in me ever since I drink in the park Thinking I'm smart bitch and yayo with a link in his pocket Numbing my teeth and beef I had a pension to start I'm on the street cheese I'm an indestructible beast High on PCP driving like a buck in the streets Thinking I'm fine with the loaded nine Tucked in the seat Fuck the police I'm dying to kick the bucket at least [Hook: Mr. Grey] You better kill me or I'mma kill you Put a pistol in your pants now what the fuck you gonna do My past has painted scars I've been through hell then I knew why I die hard Die hard (x2) This ain't a game, I don't play Die hard (x2) It's a good day to die Die hard [Verse 3: ClockworC] Been taking He been acting a fool But I pull that card of death and yes I tell him the plane of Zole Every time I get my tarot read I can't choose I'mma loose cannon abandon all of your hope I choke your veins And slam a grandma My hammering into cope I take apeshit Flinging it into crowds for entertainment Maiming this production like it jumped in my gorilla pit Feeling this My boss throws pistol whips to the head of a silly bitch Chili spit My mic look like it's dipped in liquid nitrogen Spiker sips like drip Kool-aid how delicious I get and I'll make it through them uprights With laces in My meaner green hoes who rob these [?] hoes And bobs to fill jobs when dropped to nine volts But nope that's not all You be deep butt deep but the clock don't stop ya Dr. Claw but I need ya to get me one time like chicken pox You chicken hawks I eat you squawking but ain't ready for this war I'm at your door And i'm burning up everything you've ever loved and more die! [Hook: Mr. Grey] You better kill me or I'mma kill you Put a pistol in your pants now what the fuck you gonna do My past has painted scars I've been through hell then I knew why I die hard Die hard (x2) This ain't a game, I don't play Die hard (x2) It's a good day to die Die hard