Lyrics Pompeii - Masai Bey , Billy Woods , Roc Marciano , L'Wren
You
paid
the
price,
you
followed
orders
Months
at
a
time
laying
in
ambushes
by
the
borders
The
blunt
cackle
of
gun
battles,
last
breath
death
rattles,
and
sucking
thumbs
for
mortars
Thick
flames
Hideous
and
gorgeous
And
when
command
said
find
the
informants
You
followed
orders!
You
visited
the
camps!
You
oversaw
the
torture!
You
tightened
the
clamps!
You
lied
to
reporters!
You
ducked
the
piss!
You
made
sure
the
confessions
were
recorded
You
still
see
their
faces
Corners
of
you
eyes
are
morbid
Copper
in
the
air
taste
it
Flowing
like
an
open
faucet
Can't
erase
it
But
you
a
soldier
You
follow
orders
Once
the
war
was
won
Switch
fatigues
for
corporate
Suits
and
ties
Still
see
those
eyes
clear
as
portraits
Watching
yourself
go
through
the
motions
Pretending
you're
not
dead
adrift
in
a
black
ocean
So
imagine
the
relief
when
the
indictments
are
finally
read
Grey
hair
on
your
head
Lean
into
the
mic
flanked
by
lawyers
And
finally
tell
someone
All
you
did
was
follow
orders
One
time
is
one
time
Cause
that's
all
it
takes
to
change
your
life
You
did
have
it
coming
but
no
worries
The
postman
always
rings
twice,
thrice
The
ghost
came
past
present
future
Price
on
your
dome
so
chunky
anyone
could
be
the
shooter
Then
lay
low
as
you
lie
down
Uneasy
is
the
head
that
rocks
the
crown
One
time
is
one
time
Cause
that's
all
it
takes
to
change
your
life
You
did
have
it
coming
but
no
worries
The
postman
always
rings
twice
It
always
starts
small
Got
a
little
something
made
it
flip
Not
about
the
ball
just
upgrade
the
whip
Maybe
a
little
something
on
the
wrist
Your
little
dummy
see
your
new
kicks
He
see
you
in
the
hall
smoking
sticks
See
the
ass
on
your
new
bitch,
poke
it
Baby
powder
between
the
tits
Keep
bugging
you,
he
got
the
itch
You
let
him
get
a
taste
Twelve
months
later
he
taking
the
trips
Cause
now
you
shaving
bricks
cinder
blocks
masonry
bits
Family
ties
like
Cain
and
Abel
Cutting
cocaine
on
the
kitchen
table
Ain't
want
no
trouble
But
evil
got
roots
You
said
no
guns
but
he
said
he
had
to
shoot
Fire
out
the
cannon
You
can't
serve
god
and
mammon
Flying
back
uptown,
interior
salmon
Cops
got
y'all
jammed
in
You
made
the
wrong
move,
try
to
ram
them
Boys
in
blue
commence
to
blammin'
And
just
like
you
broke
out
the
game
like
the
old
bandits
Commissioners
press
conference
only
got
room
for
standing
At
the
funeral
tea
pots
and
liquor
They
commence
to
plotting
and
planning
Divide
up
and
re
up
before
the
first
shovel
full
of
dirt
landed
Moms
distraught
but
the
uncle's
like
What
the
fuck
did
she
think
would
happen!
One
time
is
one
time
Cause
thats
all
it
takes
to
change
your
life
You
did
have
it
coming
but
no
worries
The
postman
always
rings
twice
trice
The
ghost
came
past
present
future
Price
on
your
dome
so
chunky
anyone
could
be
the
shooter
Then
lay
low
and
you
lie
down
Uneasy
is
the
head
that
rocks
the
crown
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