No Lives Matter

Lyrics
[Intro: Ware-Wolff] Yeah. None of us mean a god damn thing in this life. We're all equal to fucking shit. I hate you all, bitch. Hope you all fucking die [Chorus: Ware-Wolff] No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight [Verse 1: Ware-Wolff] Make way for the beast inside, it's awakened Roam in the streets, so mean, outrageous Armed to the teeth, sharp blades, twelve gauges Homicidal rages and Hell is to be raising Insane in the brain and the game's erasing Traces of any human life, engage in Hateful ballets, put slugs in your chest Make you spray out red, it's a bloody fucking mess Leave you lying in the open, you trash just like the rest 'Bout to have the whole city screaming "S.O.S" Stop playing with death, it's best to just let it happen It only makes it that much more of a waste when you get clapped And I'm your biggest fucking hater, I wish you would fucking die Stomped out and snuffed and butt-fucked and eaten alive Nobody on Earth is worth a shit in this life I take a fucking gun and knife and show you what the ending's like Fuck your race and religion, I wanna see you un-alive So, tonight I'm gonna be on the rise and no survivors Are making it out after I blaze up the town You hear the screaming and shouting and having brains blown out All over the mat, bitches are slain with the mags missing Lie faceless and split, hiding in the back kitchen Of the restaurant, a mess, taking down your family business Here to show you, you ain't worth a fucking shit in this existence [Chorus: Ware-Wolff] No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight [Verse 2: Ware-Wolff] You're weak, pussy, now you're praying, crying out to the sky But no god is gonna save you from your fucking demise I don't think you get it yet, I'm not a devil in disguise I'm the devil in the flesh and wanna skin you all alive Rip your fucking eyes out with pliers double the size And bring you death, you get beheaded with the dullest of knives You stuck up motherfuckers get it worse when I arrive You can stop walking around with your head held high You can hang it down in shame like the rest of the people You 'bout to die the fucking same, you all equal to fucking fecal matter Caked in my boots from treading piles of manure And yes, somehow a pile of shit is even worth more than you are Fuck your life, you're a loser just like the rest of us who are Just meaningless meat to be deceased with the Ruger Then put some through the Medulla's, this dudes an excellent shooter The world's in need of redoing and I'm its fucking executioner [Chorus: Ware-Wolff] No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit Everybody dies, we decay and we rot And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight
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- Ware-Wolff