KINO Songtext
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KINO Songtext
I wanna talk to you about a fella by the name of Noah
I wanna talk to you about a fella by the name- Aah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What? What?
I can′t be running 'round and steady fuckin′ up
I stay on my shit when I'm alone, so fuck off
I just put a cigarette out on a dead cop
Where his backup at? I got a whole pack
Bitch, I'm not a demon, I′m a piece of shit
You and all your friends can suck my fuckin′ dick
I like fuckin' all the populations′ ears up
Heard he thought I dissed him, shot his children just to clear it up
What the fuck you said you want from me?
I'ma kill myself and everyone you love
I′ma start a fuckin' riot in my backyard
I′ma force his ass to swallow fuckin' glass shards
I stomp the fuck up out his ribcage
Snap his fuckin' legs in half and beat him with it
I took like thirty shots backstage
I got a tolerance, I′m walking on with half a buzz
I can′t be running 'round and steady fuckin′ up
I stay on my shit when I'm alone, so fuck off
I just put a cigarette out on a dead cop
Where his backup at? I got a whole pack
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Kill the fuckin′ masses 'cause they talkin′
I want fuckin' blood, I will not bargain
Eat my fuckin' dick, though, what′s the problem?
I′m on a killing spree, bitch
I want 'em all dead, bitch
I wanna watch that shit, yeah!
I wanna talk to you about a fella by the name- Aah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What? What?
I can′t be running 'round and steady fuckin′ up
I stay on my shit when I'm alone, so fuck off
I just put a cigarette out on a dead cop
Where his backup at? I got a whole pack
Bitch, I'm not a demon, I′m a piece of shit
You and all your friends can suck my fuckin′ dick
I like fuckin' all the populations′ ears up
Heard he thought I dissed him, shot his children just to clear it up
What the fuck you said you want from me?
I'ma kill myself and everyone you love
I′ma start a fuckin' riot in my backyard
I′ma force his ass to swallow fuckin' glass shards
I stomp the fuck up out his ribcage
Snap his fuckin' legs in half and beat him with it
I took like thirty shots backstage
I got a tolerance, I′m walking on with half a buzz
I can′t be running 'round and steady fuckin′ up
I stay on my shit when I'm alone, so fuck off
I just put a cigarette out on a dead cop
Where his backup at? I got a whole pack
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Kill the fuckin′ masses 'cause they talkin′
I want fuckin' blood, I will not bargain
Eat my fuckin' dick, though, what′s the problem?
I′m on a killing spree, bitch
I want 'em all dead, bitch
I wanna watch that shit, yeah!
Writer(s): Christian Miner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

