paroles de chanson Revenge - Caliber

You gonna get away with that?
Hell no, I don't think so
Make you die slow, blood drippin' on the dance floor
You gonna get away with that?
Hell no, I don't think so
Turn your body cold from the heat of my .44

Oh no, I know you don't think I'm a punk
Make you stumble like you drunk when I hit you with the pump
Oh no, you took my money this time
Let's see who has the last laugh when I slug you with this nine
Cool like the Cali breeze
Less than a NY minute, have your ass dropped to your damn knees
Please, watch your people come across the border
And get my payback like my name was Porter
Suicide with your order when you're messin' with me
Snatch your ass in LA and then find you in the NYC
Or just bury ya (come and get it)
Jason to the third power, way more scarier
Go ahead and gamble your life
Mess with me, dog, I'ma snatch up your wife
You'll never see the day when your years turn old
That's what all my dogs call revenge served cold

You gonna get away with that?
Hell no, I don't think so
Make you die slow, blood drippin' on the dance floor
You gonna get away with that?
Hell no, I don't think so
Turn your body cold from the heat of my .44
You gonna get away with that?
Hell no, I don't think so
Make you die slow, blood drippin' on the dance floor
You gonna get away with that?
Hell no, I don't think so
Turn your body cold from the heat of my .44

I'ma get my payback, I'ma get my payback
I'ma get my payback, I'ma get my revenge
I'ma get my payback, I'ma get my payback
I'ma get my payback, I'ma get my revenge
Revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge