Lyrics

Bitch I got a problem, I'm addicted to chaos Love the sound of the gunshots Blowin' yo head off Roof Roof Let them dogs off the leash Get to barkin' in this bitch Ima fight till I'm deceased Dear God Bitch I got a problem, I'm addicted to chaos Love the sound of the gunshots Blowin' yo head off Roof Roof Let them dogs off the leash Get to barkin' in this bitch Ima fight till I'm deceased Dear God They have to feel the fucking pain Of many men they've taken to the ground I'll make a statement as my brethren die Anything you claim we'll burn it down As long as you live There will be no peace From everything we give We'll leave your folks deceased If he don't say, Ima say it Fuck the rebel flag bitch All of them confederates dead And It don't make sense My people stole a bunch of sticks then we Merked y'all niggas So yeah I guess it make sense why they fear us niggas Fa fa fa fa love them gunshots (ohhh) On my momma boy I love to see a pig drop (dead) Go ahead throw a brick get yo face popped (boom) I got a problem I'm addicted to the chaos Bitch I got a problem, I'm addicted to chaos Love the sound of the gunshots Blowin' yo head off Roof Roof Let them dogs off the leash Get to barkin' in this bitch I'ma fight till I'm deceased Dear God Bitch I got a problem, I'm addicted to chaos Love the sound of the gunshots Blowin' yo head off Roof Roof Let them dogs off the leash Get to barkin' in this bitch I'ma fight till I'm deceased Dear God
Writer(s): Dave Mustaine, David Ellefson, Marty Friedman, Nick Menza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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