Rattle - Bingo Players

Numbing rumble Countless medicine Depleted from Years of abuse Death rattle shaking And there's no faking, undertaking Pressure point Rigor mortis Induce Grasp of poison hands Death rattle shaking From years of compulsive mistaking Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes Disease of eyes The addict blindfold Reduced to The realms of death Death rattle shaking Accumulating life it's taking Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes I've seen the end And there is no light Like deadly snakes Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes Death rattle shakes Death!

Ever taken a ride in the devil's hearse? It was a hell of a time breakin' outta this curse Strike hotter than lightnin' Hit harder than stone Run for your life This town's about to blow I'm back from the dead on a one-way jet We're on a flight outta control Yeah, kick up the dust 'til we self-destruct And at the night, ready to roll Time to kick down the gates and rattle them bones 'Cause we're back in the race to rattle them bones Ooh yeah, that's right Power up the machine, it's time to crank up the volts Now that you're back on the scene fast as a lethal dose Strike hotter than lightnin' Hit harder than stone Run for your life This town's about to blow I'm back from the dead on a one-way jet We're on a flight outta control Yeah, kick up the dust 'til we self-destruct And at the night, ready to roll I'm bleedin' thunder, spittin' gold Comin' right back for more I'm back from the dead on a one-way jet So hold tight and never let go Time to kick down the gates and rattle them bones 'Cause we're back in the race to rattle them bones I'm back from the dead on a one-way jet We're on a flight outta control Yeah, kick up the dust 'til we self-destruct And at the night, ready to roll I'm bleedin' thunder, spittin' gold Comin' right back for more I'm back from the dead on a one-way jet So hold tight and never let go Time to kick down the gates and rattle them bones 'Cause we're back in the race to rattle them bones Better round up your mates and rattle them bones 'Cause you got what it takes to rattle them bones

Bardø 2 1 1 Yo me los lió Al caminar Solo en lo mío No me va a quitar Puro pío pío Y no das de que hablar En los míos confío Ello' y nadie ma' Aye, are you kidding me? Is it me or just now I'm all done with this players Aye, getting sick of it Mess it up and I'll have your fam sending u prayers Aye, how she looks at me I'm not even done and she already asking for more favors Aye, only smoking medic Hitting my blunt if u don't believe ask my neighbors You know I'm always Ready Si me apuntas con la mano Keep it steady No traicionar a un hermano Me lo enseño la vida U get no merit Puede que tu seas distinto Pero si no lo das you will never get it Como Van Gogh yo lo pinto Único me distingo por ser todo un rey y Se que tengo que enseñarles que por más que digan lo voa' lograr La mirada pa delante se bien distinguir en quien voa' confiar (y en quien no) Les intente explicar Que de aquí nadie de ello' se que se va a comparar Son una falsedad, yo vine original Con la idea certera de que se que si soy real Aye, are you kidding me? Is it me or just now I'm all done with this players Aye, getting sick of it Mess it up and l'll have your fam sending u prayers I'll have your family sending u prayers I'm the only true one I have no more layers Si quiere' calarme pues yo come and get it Te dan la espalda y se vuelven en traitors Vine a causarles su doom Tan rápido un sonic boom Yo siempre real nunca visto su costume Quieren pararme y yo sigo en resume (I keep going) Why do u assume? Que estoy al borde for what I consume Pa toa' la mierda, sabe' soy immune Tu bitchi me tira quiere un rendezvous Already found what I pursuit Keep counting the time while I end you Be looking nice without my best suit Por abrir el pico imma tell u No hable' de mi, si no sabe' nah Te tengo en la mi-ra, si hace una ma' Ma' de mil veces, tuve que aguantar Que pasaran encima y ahora ellos son fans (what?) Mas concentrao' que popeando aderall Ojo' cerrado' y no soy oriental La grasa pura de Guanato' ma man Canto preguntándole a toa' mi gang Aye, are you kidding me? Is it me or just now I'm all done with this players Aye, getting sick of it Mess it up and l'll have your fam sending u prayers I'll have your family sending u prayers I'm the only true one I have no more layers Si quiere' calarme pues yo come and get it Te dan la espalda y se vuelven en traitors Fuck them traitors man 2 1 1 RGS