: [Hook] Pistol-Grip PUMP on my lap at all times.. Pistol-Grip PUMP on my lap at all times.. Pistol-Grip PUMP on my lap at all times.. They can be fuckin
Revenge served hot leaves a bad taste The jargon that you feed is thrown back in your face Apocalyptic sun sets in the US The conviction of your men is
Take the trail to the graveyard for the night Tick tick time's never on your side On the edge of the rooftops and we're never coming down Keep your eyes
Guns are blasting loud My head is in the clouds Its coming...Closing time GABA GABA HEY! I just wanna stay now its about that time I see the weary
A neddle in the eyes, adrenaline We're falling from the skies, adrenaline Beginning of an era Kow that everbody dies, adrenaline Once upon a time someone
Gimme holy rhetoric Gimme Gimme Gimme Gimme godly retribution Gimme Gimme Gimme crucifixion politix Your opposition's gonna choke While you stand back and watch the pistol
We were just kids, underachieved, runnin on contraband drive Backyard gigs, AXP, drinking till the early sunrise Beginning of an era, occupation concern
Make up your mind so quickly Did you ever think it would come to this The mad and the dismal collide Bad fights alcohol injection I never thought you
fuck the pmrc decisions to be made by almighty tipper gore but I don't want to leave it to a crazy christian whore stand up and live your life, embrace
This kids got no hope This kids got no time This kids going down and down cause this kids lost his mind Everyone has problems but they're never ever
Nothing else matters, I've got nothing left to lose I look to those that will always get me through A needle on the vinyl will always take me back in
We're gonna burn, burn down the country [chorus X4] Destroy your vital functions Tear down your walls of fear Cut off all your conjunction We're not
You're a modern day saint but you're still gonna die You're a M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y A contaminated slice of American pie You're a M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y A
A painful lesson learned just like a cigarette burn A family still intact but you'll never get it back A dissolving memory A crestfallen disease Hard
L.A is the city where everbody dies And we all have heroine falling from the skies Shoot it up we don't care Got pollution in the air Gotta eat your humble
I prayed everday while I was stuck in this hole But no god ever came to save my soul I was conflicted in beliefs I was scared of the wrath Locked in this
You know we're gonna hit you like a pistol grip got you runnin from the gun You know we're gonna hit you like a pistol grip got you on the run Try to
Turn around got another man down bloody trails along the floor Speed away siren through the foggy air bloody guts entangled gore, Shortened breath, runnin
