Feels like a melting of a dirty snow

Stretching through the beats of my microphone

Let the bass be strong, killing bugs in the air, yeah

November rain is in my heart and here

Before my squad it's nothing but those walls

Breathless, so blindness taking us to suck my balls

And if you withdrawn in the fewer checks of blood

How can some fat man drag me into flood?

Run, all of you better save your heads and run

Before we're loading our favorite guns

Run and hide cause rage of ours is fun and passion

In the name of god, in the name of high fashion

Run, all of you better save your heads and run

Before we're loading our favorite guns

Run and hide cause rage of ours is fun and passion

In the name of god, in the name of high fashion

You could shuffle me slowly around

Feel the summer breeze in my winter town

Like Rocky fighting bats in my telly

Bursting pecan muscles straight out of my belly

Shot me with a bullet on my arm

Lick it right before you put it in my home

Grabbing fire, icy blasted cranes

In the darkness of my soul down my veins

Run, all of you better save your heads and run

Before we're loading our favorite guns

Run and hide cause rage of ours is fun and passion

In the name of god, in the name of high fashion

Run, all of you better save your heads and run

Before we're loading our favorite guns

Run and hide cause rage of ours is fun and passion

In the name of god, in the name of high fashion