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The Guillotine

アーティスト:The Coup  アルバム:Sorry to Bother You 

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Hey you, we got your war We're at the gates, we're at your door Hey you, we got your war We're at the gates, we're at your door We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run We want to thank you for flying with us We know you coulda stayed home, just cried and cussed May all your guns go off if it's time to bust May all they tanks have time to rust They got the armies turning bullets into gold They got the hookers turning tricks in the cold And every time the police kicks in a door An angel gas breaks sticks in the O And even if a d-boy flips him a O It ain't enough to buy shit anymore Sleep in the doorway, piss on the floor Look in the sky, wait for missiles to show It's finna blow 'Cause they got the TV, we got the truth They own the judges and we got the proof We got hella people, they got helicopters They got the bombs and we got the, we got the We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run We got the guillotine We got the guillotine, you better run Don't talk about it, it won't show Be about it, it's 'bout to blow Don't talk about it, it won't show Be about it, it's 'bout to blow


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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