‘Heavy Resistance’ Straight soldier pushed off the edge – Broken hands chained behind my back, Bringin’ down a hammer, nah, more like a sledge; Lone star gonna raise Hell from these murky graves, Full fire on the attack; Arms drenched in scars, ‘Dear Lord, can’t you finally save – Me?’ Hell no, watchin’ these cop cars drive by, Why can’t I see? When will I finally die? Livin’ Thug Style – Growin’ sober while I’m high; Let me break down and cry, Lord, I need this; Bleed for this, grieve for this: Happiness ain’t my way, Realization that I’m no longer a killer these days, But, I’ll still pull the relief, full belief in the trigger; Raid my mind – the feds want my head, well, take it! I’ll burn faster than you, snatch my life but don’t forsake it, What can you do? Watch from point-blank, I was born to die, a single trooper on the flank. Expect heavy resistance – I wanna live, not breed off existence! So I’ma dash in your direction, Fiendin’ off another blood erection, I said it! Expect heavy resistance! Love’s a mystery; I’ll give you that, Launchin’ a volley of artillery against these evils, American Eagle; Bullets mark the diplomats; Though my bare hands will end the dictator Obama Mr. President, drop your bomb on this poetic man! I’m lost to this forever game, feedin’ the sick n the sin; Presentation of the ending bullet, I’ll pull it again, Leave my ma, leave my girl – Left my name already; Bring it buddy! I’m high off eternal pain, grippin’ death Only expect another five years on the clock, with nothin’ left; The pistol’s gotta cock sometime, flooded my soul with tears; Scarlet ink starved my mind of any oxygen, brain dead; Bullets plug my leakin’ head, gotta find some form of Zen, Spittin’ Thug Life; Stabbed on the side of the road, Another violent episode, can your God save my spirit, Recite your prayers, I can’t hear it! Man’s best friend A 9mm pistol, fully-automatic MG, or a 3-inch knife; Life’s too dramatic, open your eyes, you’ll finally see! Straight soldier stuck in this forever strife, pull it; Catch that razor bullet, mayne… Expect heavy resistance – I wanna live, not breed off existence! So I’ma dash in your direction, Fiendin’ off another blood erection, I said it! Expect heavy resistance!
Posted on: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 19:48:34 +0000
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