The Flying Guillotine - EA Games Soundtrack

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 break dips 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's not a show Be about it It's 'bout to blow Don't talk about it It's not a show Be about it It's 'bout to blow I just spit the dope lines, I don't snort 'em Tell the boss to call police to escort him You don't write all them lines, you just quote 'em Get offline, plug in to this modem No, you can't out-vote 'em The rules is still golden Only jewels we holding is if we guarding our scrotum If you press your ear to the turf that is stolen You can hear the sound of limitations exploding Please sir, may we have another portion? We're children of the beast that dodged the abortion Neck placed firm 'tween the floor and the Florsheim We'll shut your shit down, don't call it extortion Caution -- we're coming for your head So call the Feds and get files to shred Every textbook read said bring you the bread But guess what we got you instead? 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 Let's keep it banging like a shotgun We in a war before we fought one Now if you're tired of working from day to day A common enemy, we got one Now keep it banging like a shotgun We in a war before we fought one Now if you're tired of working from day to day A common enemy, we got one Don't talk about it It's not a show Be about it It's 'bout to blow Don't talk about it It's not a show Be about it It's 'bout to blow

Crystalline time expands Frozen cold Condemned marching toward the void Pulse pounding emptiness unfolds Ethereal mystery Sharpened steel shall rise from the shroud Strained echoes across eternity Unnoticed by the crowd For your sins the sentence is passed Life is forfeit For your crimes the sentence is death Justice callous swift Disbelief devolves into dread Life is forfeit An omen ominous The angled blade rises Prepare the ritual An invitation of death on display A morbid spectacle An invitation of death on display Prepare the ritual An invitation of death on display A morbid spectacle An invitation of death on display Glistening in horror Singular in purpose Standing as an altar To the glory of death The brutal conscience Of the proud machine The final caress Metal the guillotine Stoic the shackles of doubt Eyes growing cold Embracing oblivion Creaming foretold Defying calm of incontent Eyes growing cold Questions of eternity The triumphant return to the fold For your sins the sentence is passed Life is forfeit For your crimes the sentence is death Justice callous swift Disbelief devolves into dread Life is forfeit An omen ominous The angled blade rises The rope related bleaches hate The two cents has begun A manual blade for nobles Has its alike in one stroked cut

The kind people Have a wonderful dream Margaret On The Guillotine Cause people like you Make me feel so tired When will you die? When will you die? When will you die? When will you die? When will you die? And people like you Make me feel so old inside Please die And kind people Do not shelter this dream Make it real Make the dream real Make the dream real Make it real Make the dream real Make it real

Woo Ah, ah Yeah I got one, two, 99 problems And the cig' in my hand, it ain't one And I'm tryna quit, but I can't as I flick through the 'Gram Like I'm starin' down the barrel of a gun The tip of the iceberg meltin' in the sun A glimpse of the climate change, gettin' warm Little ol' me, that's the eye of the storm Wish I could turn my mind off for a month Take my head away from me Antoinette, sweet Marie Chop it off, squeaky clean I got thoughts nobody needs Down below, buried deep Let me go, set me free Body's strong, but mentally Lost my mind, guillotine Lost my mind, guillotine Doctor, there's a patient waitin' in the hall We don't know what's wrong, maybe it's his dome Every X-ray seems to show an evacuation zone And I think we need to operate now And if all goes well, he'll return to the world And can stand without crutches or help Yeah, if all goes well, he'll return to the world And get praised for the records he sells Take my head away from me Antoinette, sweet Marie Chop it off, squeaky clean I got thoughts nobody needs Down below, buried deep Let me go, set me free Body's strong, but mentally Lost my mind, guillotine Guillotine Lost my mind, guillotine Lost my mind, guillotine Guillotine And if all goes well, he'll return to the world And can stand without crutches or help Yeah, if all goes well, he'll return to the world And get praised for the records he sells And if all goes well, he'll return to the world And can stand without crutches or help Yeah, if all goes well, he'll return to the world And get praised for the records he sells Lost my mind, guillotine Lost my mind, guillotine Lost my mind, guillotine Lost my mind, guillotine