歌曲 | Cold, hard Fact |
歌手 | Overkill |
专辑 | The Killing Kind |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Overkill | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
I said here it comes, here it come | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
I'm push an' pullin', back and forth and gain no ground | |
A knockin' down an' pound, pound, pound, huh | |
A kickin' screamin', wack duct taped to make no sound | |
A sittin' still to take the pow, pow, p-p-pow | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot | |
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it | |
Longer you live, you get what you give | |
What you're reaping | |
First out alive is the one to survive | |
You are creeping | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
A spittin' blood and teeth and guts out on ya shoes | |
A kiss my ass an' born to lose, huh | |
Like Mr. Blond, tap dancin' dali on | |
P.D.All tied up in misery, p-p-pow | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot | |
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it | |
Passing the buck as you run outta luck | |
Now you are weeping | |
Crossing the line, as you run out of time | |
Are you creeping? | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna stick it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Said, yeah, jerk gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna slip it in ya back, yeah | |
Said, yeah, jerk gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
Yeah, yeah, down, down, down, down | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot |
zuo ci : Overkill | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
I said here it comes, here it come | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
I' m push an' pullin', back and forth and gain no ground | |
A knockin' down an' pound, pound, pound, huh | |
A kickin' screamin', wack duct taped to make no sound | |
A sittin' still to take the pow, pow, pppow | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot | |
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it | |
Longer you live, you get what you give | |
What you' re reaping | |
First out alive is the one to survive | |
You are creeping | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
A spittin' blood and teeth and guts out on ya shoes | |
A kiss my ass an' born to lose, huh | |
Like Mr. Blond, tap dancin' dali on | |
P. D. All tied up in misery, pppow | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot | |
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it | |
Passing the buck as you run outta luck | |
Now you are weeping | |
Crossing the line, as you run out of time | |
Are you creeping? | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna stick it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Said, yeah, jerk gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna slip it in ya back, yeah | |
Said, yeah, jerk gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
Yeah, yeah, down, down, down, down | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot |
zuò cí : Overkill | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
I said here it comes, here it come | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
Here it come, here it comes | |
I' m push an' pullin', back and forth and gain no ground | |
A knockin' down an' pound, pound, pound, huh | |
A kickin' screamin', wack duct taped to make no sound | |
A sittin' still to take the pow, pow, pppow | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot | |
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it | |
Longer you live, you get what you give | |
What you' re reaping | |
First out alive is the one to survive | |
You are creeping | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
A spittin' blood and teeth and guts out on ya shoes | |
A kiss my ass an' born to lose, huh | |
Like Mr. Blond, tap dancin' dali on | |
P. D. All tied up in misery, pppow | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot | |
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it | |
Passing the buck as you run outta luck | |
Now you are weeping | |
Crossing the line, as you run out of time | |
Are you creeping? | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna stick it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Said, yeah, jerk gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
Cold hard fact gonna get ya in the back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna put it in ya back, yeah | |
Cold hard fact gonna slip it in ya back, yeah | |
Said, yeah, jerk gonna put it in ya, put it in ya | |
Yeah, yeah, down, down, down, down | |
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot |