Letras:
A Rocket To The Moon The Death Of Me

words This heart Have hurt a lot I know I'm wrong This will not stop I've said so many things A lot that i regret but Word will be the death of me Mark

I'll pull a skully down I don't fuck with workers, I'm gunning whoever run the town I got enough clips with me to spit a hundred rounds I'm the father

fuck off Said your brother's a real punk rocker REFRAIN: Something gonna happen Something very soon Transcending flesh could be a breeze Sending me oh over the Moon Friends near death

getting a job so I mob not givin' a fuck I'm the drama mama warned all they kids about I mash up strapped Get my dibs n' out Hustler musn't trustin' a gat To keep me

my last breath Rock and roll to death Dead or rock, dead or rock, dead or rock Pass the bullets please, dead or rock Find me a grave, help me dig it

as good a crack pitcher as a pad ripper I say that to say this Don't let mad liquor turn me to a bodybag zipper and not a ad-libber Couple joints ago

haunted for real I've all ready danced with death. a dozen black roses I pose with babies breath Be afraid a place where magic is made I'll rain on your

for real I've all ready danced with death. a dozen black roses I pose with babies breath be afraid a place where magic is made I'll rain on your parade

t fall in this game!" We're all in a gang It's like the ghetto, got me trapped with a ball and a chain To them crack rocks I swallow, absorbed in my vein