paroles de chanson Keep Fearing - 919slum

Think you big and bad until you popped inside a body bag
I'm 5 foot 6, but still, lil' bitch
I'll smoke a cig, then kick your ass
Break your glasses with the mag, over your head is a bag
I'm kickin' your ribs until they're cracked
And then your punk-ass gettin' stabbed

Lanky white kid ain't ever gonna say none
Yeah, I know you 'fraid so you never gonna say some'
Hit you with the blade, watch you break into a nervous sweat
Don't look at what I'm doin'
'Cause I'm makin' this shit a bloody mess

I'm tired of the disrespect
You motherfuckers talkin' shit, you better comе correct
It only take a minute for your dеath when the blade's in your neck
And your throat gettin' stretched like I'm lookin' for strep
As I twist my shiv, and I bump my shit
As your ass get kicked, dropped into darkness
Bitch, hush your lips or I'll leave 'em swollen
After I give you the pistol whip

As I grip my 10 minus 1, my gun
As if I had a gun, I'll shoot for the sun
And the father can't save you if he can hear it
I'm turnin' you to a holy spirit
So, bitch, stay clear if you anywhere near this
EMS arrived, so fuck the clearance
Try to revive but you dead in appearance
And in reality, keep fearin'