paroles de chanson Just Die - Boondox
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Make
your
blood
run
could
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Nine
millimeter
homie
Make
your
blood
run
could
You
diiiee
Gon'
rest
your
eyes
You
diiiee
Gon'
test
the
fire
You
don'
fucked
with
the
wrong
one
today
And
you
don't
want
it
homie
Fuck
what
you're
tryin
to
say
Your
whole
existence
phony
Talkin
so
much
shit
you
need'a
mutherfuckin
breathe
mint
And
when
I
hit
you
with
that
glock
You'll
wonder
where
your
breathe
went
Always
quick
to
take
the
dick
up
out'cha
mouth
to
jack
your
jaw
Guess
you're
pissed
ya
baby
bitch
would
take
the
time
to
jack
me
off
But
nuttin
like
what
she
would
be
with
you,
du'
She
swallowed
it
Now
you
wanna
give
me
attitude
Bitch,
eat
a
hollowtip
Take
your
own
advice
and
put
the
barrel
in
your
own
mouth
Kill
your
handicap
and
blow
your
mutherfuckin
brains
out
Do
the
world
a
favor,
hoe,
and
try
to
fix
a
big
mistake
Pull
the
trigger,
send
your
soul
to
Hell
for
fuckin
Heaven's
sake
Pull
the
heater
on
ya
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Nine
millimeter
homie
Make
your
blood
run
could
You
diiiee
Gon'
rest
your
eyes
You
diiiee
Gon'
test
the
fire
Pull
the
heater
on
ya
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Nine
millimeter
homie
Make
your
blood
run
could
You
diiiee
Gon'
rest
your
eyes
You
diiiee
Gon'
test
the
fire
See
me
on
the
streets
and
now
you
holla
at
me
like
we're
brothers
Then
you
run
your
mouth
cause
you's
a
backstabbin
mutherfucker
Hide
behind
computer
screens
with
fake
names
and
magazines
Boy,
you
need'a
be
a
man
and
grow
some
nuts
to
step
to
me
Run
upon
you,
hit'chu
with
that
(one,
two;
one,
two)
What'chu
gonna
do
when
I
(come
through,
stun
you)
Peel
ya
fuckin
cap
with
a
nine
millimeter
Better
run
mutherfucker
every
time
that
I
see
ya
If
I
see
ya
mutherfucker
then
I
wouldn't
wanna
be
ya
Hit'cha
with
them
heatseekers
I
fuckin?
I
thought
I
saw
a
pussy
cat
I
pointed
to
ya
when
they
askin
where
the
pussy
at
YOU
COCKSUCKIN-MUTHERFUCKER!
Check
my
fuckin
blood-pressure
Pop
a
couple
pills
and
then
I'm
comin
to
get'cha
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Make
your
blood
run
could
You
diiiee
You
diiiee
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Make
your
blood
run
could
You
diiiee
You
diiiee
I'll
pull
a
driveby
on
ya
in
a
Coupe
De
Vile
And
when
I
shot
to
kill,
you
know
I
shot
with
skill
And
you
don't
ever
see
it
comin
Got
the
skills
of
a
Sniper
Put
the
heat
through
your
body,
what'cha
spill
in
your
diaper
For
real,
you's
a
liar,
like
Pinocchio
And
when
you
talk,
it
grows
But
hoe,
it
ain't
your
nose
It's
the
rage
in
my
soul,
it's
buildin
like
construction
There's
a
tax
on
your
ass
and
I'ma
make
deductions
Take
ya
functions,
put'cha
in
a
new
shipbag
Beg
like
a
bitch
and
you
ain't
gonna
do
shit
fag
Twelve
gage,
double
barrel,
pointed
at
your
teeth
Tell
your
daddy
buy
a
suite
and
make
your
momma
buy
a
wreath,
piece
Pull
the
heater
on
ya
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Nine
millimeter
homie
Make
your
blood
run
could
You
diiiee
Gon'
rest
your
eyes
You
diiiee
Gon'
test
the
fire
Pull
the
heater
on
ya
Put
a
hole
in
your
soul
Nine
millimeter
homie
Make
your
blood
run
could
You
diiiee
Gon'
rest
your
eyes
You
diiiee
Gon'
test
the
fire
![Boondox - South of Hell](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/a/k/q/e/v9vr2neqka.jpg)
1 Intro
2 Cold Day in Hell
3 Color You Dead
4 Red Dirt Road
5 Some Kind of Devil
6 Love of My Knife
7 We All Fall
8 Toast to the Fam
9 In Between
10 Family Tree
11 Lezbehonest
12 Just Die
13 Nothing to Lose
14 Watch Your Back
15 Where Do I Go
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