Chamber Spins Three — текст песни (Biohazard)

Its a motherfuckin homicide, just deserts

A shotgun pointed right where it hurts

From the inside, the ones you can trust

You got connected to a serious bust

You thought you were a hustler, a boy that was rude

But now youre in the dirt, can of underground wormfood

Stupid motherfucker, you thought you would last

Well took the wrong path, now your name is in the past



Another fuckin lowlife connected to the first

A crooked cop on the take, nothing could be worse

Twenty one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath

The whole police department covered up he was a thief

Yeah the citys finest, caught in deepest shit

Never thought the day would come, bang, a fuckin hit

You call yourself the finest in the city, huh !

For scum like you, I have no fucking pity



Pre-chorus:



Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison

You call yourself a man, well youre nothing but a boy son

A real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes

Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope

Money isnt everything, I guess it was to you

Did you control your own life or greed controlled you

For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved

For the people you left grieving, I spit on your grave



Chorus:



So it seems, this is the system, and Im sorry to say

Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way

On both sides of the law, justice has been done

Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun



Lead:



Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead

You took the easy way, it is easy being dead

The chamber spins three, grab the trigger then you pull it

The game is called roulette and you just won the bullet



Pre-chorus



Chorus 2x



The chamber spins three...