War Zone Dome - Gorilla Voltage

Was young blood

From the knockout streets cuz

Where the nines get tucked and go buck buck

Go fuck better duck duck

Before the taxidermist gives you glass eyes and you get stuffed

Children of the sun

Run bitches run

Eat the city alive

We are tame but work with guns

Life’s a thunderstorm a thunderdome

You live free mothafucker

Or you die and then go home

Head in the clouds foot in the grave

Hand on the mic of the woman you bang

Grim rapper creeping with that street sweeper

Nothing like the crypt keeper

Getting the better of generals

Coming to find me fire heat seekers

Leaving to beaver

Coughing my name on a dame and leave her

Did any hascal mask a rascal casting black is magic

Chain of every sinister sinning to BRB I’m swagging jacking

Hannah planet camel vest

I’m cracking in your habitats

Don’t give me the skeleton key to the kingdom we coming from king to apes of

damage

Run two for your job

Three for your nose

Four for the warzone up in my dome

Yeah

I got a lot to lose but I’m still living large

Yeah

I got a lot to lose but I’m still living large

Run two for your job

Three for your nose

Four for the warzone up in my dome

in the center of the city of sinners and every city that we step in getting

dick is for dinner

Oh yeah

Tracing my path right outta my ass

I can’t erase I see my future fading

All of my pain is self-inflicted

GG hell into my stages

Everything I touch is already dust before our hands are shaking

Lost inside of a box of neon and side rocks quake

And godforsaken

Hah

God ain’t saying nothing I’ve been waiting on me

Praying on the preditors who praying for his saving

Taking the keg and then faking it making it mine and divine divide

Better to be rock bottom rocking steady

Ready to match astray life and times

I’m the devil in the heat

Cause I’m bourbon street

But a than LSD

The city of sins lets you win and leaves you depleted

With a heartbroken and smoking and overheated

So take that anger and spit it back at ‘em

Like a Gatling gun chucking shells like an oyster lunch

Heavy metal chemist

Live fire breath

Obsessed hope kingdom come

Or come death

Run two for your job

Three for your nose

Four for the warzone up in my dome

Yeah

I got a lot to lose but I’m still living large

Yeah

I got a lot to lose but I’m still living large

Run two for your job

Three for your nose

Four for the warzone up in my dome

in the center of the city of sinners and every city that we step in getting

dick is for dinner

Oh yeah

Taking gods

Shanks for claws

Find me in the streets with a vagrant sign

Run two for your job

Three for your nose

Four for the warzone up in my dome

Yeah

I got a lot to lose but I’m still living large

Yeah

I got a lot to lose but I’m still living large

Run two for your job

Three for your nose

Four for the warzone up in my dome

in the center of the city of sinners and every city that we step in getting

dick is for dinner

Oh yeah