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05-22-03, 04:39 PM | #1 | |
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"Man On Death Row"
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Man On Death Row
1st verse- Solja Lyricist 10 min key Trapped and thoughts running through his head faster than the speed of light/ He now shamefully regrets all the fifteen victims he murdered with his knife/ When numbers are spoken he begins to become nervous and his hands tremors/ At night he hears a ghostly voice in his head asking a question "Do you remember"/ Voices haunt him every single night and he cant seem to let go of his past/ He wishes he had a gun so he could just blast himself ending life in a flash/ The families that have suffered tragedy wants death to be by the electrical chair/ He wants lethal injection so that knowone could hear him scream like a queer/ Thoughts surface in his head, but his expression shows no remorse/ Should repent before he ends up dead, but he's occupied with the voice/ 2nd verse- Mentally Disturbed-5min key Most men on death row have prolly done something wrong/ So let me bring you into the mind of a man about to die strong/ First it begins, you've broken the law, then the cops come to arrest and stick you behind bars/ Every night you look and pray to stars for another chance, but it's to late cuz ya left a family with scars/ Your called a sick phsyco sadistic freak, but ya really not ya just wanted to kill the weak/ R.est I.n P.eace, It's to late to change the facts that ya put a bullet thru someone's cheek/ Ya finally get sentenced, you come back a year later to hear what ya get/ Ya hear "DEATH SENTENCE" and tear drops into your mouth and you spit/ The judges body guards grab you before you hurt someone but you really dont care cuz your on "Death Row" and you've already killed one/ Ya beg and pleed not to be killed, but people could care less now cuz brains you've already spilled/ Guard asks ya what ya want for your last meal/ but you make another threat cuz your made, "DO YOU WANNA BE KILLED"/ So you get grabed up, People sayin "WTF was you thinking"/ You say I "I still dont know", "Was I Drinking"?/ Your thrown in the chair, every-body wants to smell your body stinking/ But you can't think of shit cuz your already done thinking/ Cuz theirs nothing you can do know, the switch is pulled/ And all people see is blood pour outta ya eye's like mouth over-flowed with drool/ |
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