OUTCAST (R rated)
I'm a minority
An outcast from society
Revenge a necessity
Born to die
To escape from life
Look into my eye's
A few of you's are going to die
The rifle looking at you
Bang! Bang!
Hear the follow through
The bullet come'ing at you
Blood splatter through
Walking these streets
Hear my beat
Looking for the beast
Who looks for me
Ready to test thee
To see the life in my eye's
Wanting to take your life
The rifle looking at you
Bang! Bang!
Hear the follow through
The bullet come'ing at you
Blood splatter through
People stare'ing at me
Fear is the key
Don't fuck with me
Your life you won't need
When you see thee
The rifle looking at you
Bang ! Bang !
Hear the follow through
Bullet come'ing at you
Blood splatter through
Enougher victim in my sights
Walking on the other side
A prick i wanna fight
Prick come'ing to my side
Fear in his eye's
Little fucka going to die
I'm caught by surprise
The rifle looking at me
Bang! Bang!
Hear the follow through
Bullet come'ing at you
Blood splatter through
Little fucka made first move
Shot me straight through.
Colin Bradley
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Author:
colin (
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- Category: Sad
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