UrThrone

I been anonymous Terror inside of the heart of the politics I been the consequences Of seeing the demons who feeding on common sense Burning the documents Molotov cocktails honey they bottomless So take a sip And tell me the positive no one is stopping us Ain't no more mercy Chop off the top of the 'Rari like Cersi Baby don't hurt me Foam at the mouth cuz we hungry and thirsty We been here feeding on demons and aiming our bullets at all the elitists Lit up with Anthony Kiedis Under the bridge the TNT lead us I tried to say I found a way I killed the king I set the flame I struck the match I burnt my hands But I'll be damned If they've taken my Throne Throne If they've taken my Throne Throne Take a bit Little bit Crush it up So we could live Take a bit Little bit Know we've had enough of it Rob a bit Steal a bit Look at how the profit kid Look at how the rich live Look at how the rich live Look at the blood lust All that we wanted was someone to trust us Crooks introduced us Inducing the use of the boost of the blue stuff Walter deal white man Heisenberg blow up the mind of the right man Who could've prevented the evil Inside of the needles they dealing to people Hungry and stumbling dumping the humbling I don't need loving I'm gunning the sun of men Son of the summoning coming to govern the government governing I I could make all of the love Disappear quicker than guns when with blood I could make all of the passion turn into a ransom I'm out of the luck I tried to say I found a way I killed the king I set the flame I struck the match I burnt my hands But I'll be damned If they've taken my Throne Throne If they've taken my Throne Throne Take a bit Little bit Crush it up So we could live Take a bit Little bit Know we've had enough of it Rob a bit Steal a bit Look at how the profit kid Look at how the rich live Look at how the rich live Hello little demons Welcome to the jungle Welcome to land of the people never humble All we want is dollars Shot collars Twenty inch rims on the blocks impalas Hello little demons Welcome to the jungle Welcome to land of the people never humble All we want is dollars Shot collars Twenty inch rims on the blocks impalas