Woorden:
Revenge Of The Living Dead

Forget It! Going home is not an option to ponder upon. I've watched the skies turned black and grey but never as fast as time. This time I'll stay close

Before I forget you you are, who I am. This place looks odd. Have I been here before? Another lost memory. Fake it before your gone. Another sea of fire

I can't recall a moment where you ever left my side. My mistakes are cutting there way through my back. What do I need to do? What do I need to show

I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking King of my jungle, just a gangster stalking Living life like a firecracker, quick is my fuse Then dead as

s dead, she's dead Yeah, people smoke, chill, party, and die in the same corner Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama Quick fast, trigger fingers, on the llama Revenge

I used to bring my nigga B.R. And niggas with the burna's holdin' down B-R There lived a jealous kid that was mislead By anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead

Chorus (x2): What goes around comes around What goes up must come down You up now but you'll get yours Some how Some day In some way, shape, or form Revenge

massacre I once was your victim You splattered my brain With violent oppression I now will return Back from the grave Live undead Evil reborn Live

leave ya mouth wide Soul, legs and the body Spirit from me now, rise I arrive to take lives and tell lives I'm wanted dead or alive, cause when the needle