Serial Killers - Legends Never Die Lyrics
Legends neverEver since the day I got a roomThey told me I would never make it this longNow years after the day that I'm goneThey'll be playing my songsAnd my name will live onWhen everybody thought that I was insaneI stood tall after all that I've cameSo let the good Lord call on my nameCause I done let my mark on the gameWe never die (never die!)We just live on (live on, live on)We never die (never die!)We just live onYeah I'm a cowboy steppin clearWith a pistol pointblank behind your right earYeah because fear is not a optionSay my name three timesI appear with a shotgunNow what you mother*****ers want from me?I'm from the gutterI'm medicated by drug moneyTake everything, there ain't nothing elseYou can take from meNever break from you niggersSwinging until my hands bloodyTime flies dreams die people lose faithTryna hide behind a lie with a straight faceBuzz kill, boots on the ground cause I'm straight lace***** love, never needed love in the first placeWe never die (never die!)We just live on (live on, live on)We never die (never die!)We just live onSo many doubted so little timeSo many haters coming to mindLater for waste cause moments to bindBecause I would never look backAnd regretted this *****in lifeAround I do it for the ones who supported the dreamAnd making every second of their life as a part of my teamIt take the heart of a lionThe crown of a kingBring up a throne and you keep the frame in mindbut you still singing my songsStill serial kill the bullshit, spit up the thrillsAnd if you will, you're not the killerFor real I be dealinThe run of the mill, with no skill, top Billy the dunThat's why I reply legends never dieWe never die (never die!)We just live on (live on, live on)We never die (never die!)We just live onYeah I was born to live foreverI am legend gather my thoughtsAnd line'em up togetherFeel like bullet my own Beretta put it to my headBetter days ahead,Left for dead with my daily breadYeah I'll cause a slaughter in your tabernacleI stole your castle and guillotined your queenLos Angeles to the bite in appleI'm playing tackleGet it, the crush's cold likeGoing to war with the RussiansStarving like my ribs and my stomach is touchingI'm filthy as a pigGot me streaking and *****inIt's just my destiny till the death of meTo be stand and deliverConfessions of an unapologetic serial killerWe never die (never die!)We just live on (live on, live on)We never die (never die!)We just live on
