Ware-Wolff - No Lives Matter

★ Intro: Ware-Wolff ★
Yeah. None of us mean a god damn thing in this life. We're all equal to fucking shit. I hate you all, bitch. Hope you all fucking die

★ Chorus: Ware-Wolff ★
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight

★ Verse 1: Ware-Wolff ★
Make way for the beast inside, it's awakened
Roam in the streets, so mean, outrageous
Armed to the teeth, sharp blades, twelve gauges
Homicidal rages and Hell is to be raising
Insane in the brain and the game's erasing
Traces of any human life, engage in
Hateful ballets, put slugs in your chest
Make you spray out red, it's a bloody fucking mess
Leave you lying in the open, you trash just like the rest
'Bout to have the whole city screaming "S.O.S"
Stop playing with death, it's best to just let it happen
It only makes it that much more of a waste when you get clapped
And I'm your biggest fucking hater, I wish you would fucking die
Stomped out and snuffed and butt-fucked and eaten alive
Nobody on Earth is worth a shit in this life
I take a fucking gun and knife and show you what the ending's like
Fuck your race and religion, I wanna see you un-alive
So, tonight I'm gonna be on the rise and no survivors
Are making it out after I blaze up the town
You hear the screaming and shouting and having brains blown out
All over the mat, bitches are slain with the mags missing
Lie faceless and split, hiding in the back kitchen
Of the restaurant, a mess, taking down your family business
Here to show you, you ain't worth a fucking shit in this existence

★ Chorus: Ware-Wolff ★
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight

★ Verse 2: Ware-Wolff ★
You're weak, pussy, now you're praying, crying out to the sky
But no god is gonna save you from your fucking demise
I don't think you get it yet, I'm not a devil in disguise
I'm the devil in the flesh and wanna skin you all alive
Rip your fucking eyes out with pliers double the size
And bring you death, you get beheaded with the dullest of knives
You stuck up motherfuckers get it worse when I arrive
You can stop walking around with your head held high
You can hang it down in shame like the rest of the people
You 'bout to die the fucking same, you all equal to fucking fecal matter
Caked in my boots from treading piles of manure
And yes, somehow a pile of shit is even worth more than you are
Fuck your life, you're a loser just like the rest of us who are
Just meaningless meat to be deceased with the Ruger
Then put some through the Medulla's, this dudes an excellent shooter
The world's in need of redoing and I'm its fucking executioner

★ Chorus: Ware-Wolff ★
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight
No lives matter, hoe, and at least little bit
You could die six times in a row, wouldn't mean shit
Everybody dies, we decay and we rot
And the interview can stop, they gave ya a special goodnight