Lyrics British Gas - Oddprophet , Illaman

Gas

Gas

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Beef, ARMSHOUSE
Walk in the room like fuck that
Headtops, take off
Don′t give a shit about no one
Ruthless, kill shit
Lay waste to my enemies
No friends, no love

Yeah, we stay running around hell
Nothing ain't changed and we ain′t playing games
Everyone's dead
Burn em in the flames
We've all gone mad
Consume by the hate
Take a little walk off the edge
The fall so sweet
You might never come back
Alarm bell, sirens
Ring, ring
Red dot, Headshot
Kill, kill, kill
(Gas)

Gas

Gas

Gas

Gas

Gas

(Gas)