Showing posts with label Low Road. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Low Road. Show all posts

Sunday, September 22, 2024

Kiss My Assassin

VERSE 1

When was the last time you shed a single tear?

Did you drown your sorrows in All-American beer?

Year after year, we fear for our lives

Will it be a semi-auto or some bayonet knives?

You got no heart, so you celebrate our deaths

We’re just a bunch of losers all addicted to meth

Since bigotry and bloodshed are your only passions

Put some chap stick on and KISS MY ASSASSIN!

 

VERSE 2

Sympathy and empathy are quid pro quo

Listening to you sob is like watching grass grow

You said it to us once upon a time

Now we return the favor, you MAGA slime

You can dish it out, but you can’t take it in

And you rally your militias every time you don’t win

Now that rioting has become the new fashion

Take off your shield helmet and KISS MY ASSASSIN!

 

BRIDGE

Rose red lips!

On my cheeks!

Not the ones on my face!

But the ones on my seat!

Lip balm stains!

On my starfish!

Just remember!

You started this!

 

VERSE 3

“Don’t sink to their level” is a way of life

For those who never had to bury their wife

She had a big dick, so she had to go under

That’s why your machinegun echoed like thunder

As it ripped apart every one of your victims

Every minor inconvenience to a prejudiced system

On the day your heart stops, you’ll get a nice crowd pop

I’ll pull down my pants and you can KISS MY ASSASSIN!

 

OUTRO

Pretty pink lips!

On my cake!

Your dignity!

Is mine to take!

Strawberry gloss!

On my crack!

You got no feelings!

You got no facts!

KISS MY ASSASSIN!

Monday, May 8, 2017

Peace and Love

ONLY VERSE
When a riot breaks out, you pass the buck
Like you have a monopoly on peace and love
You’re the one sending kids to die in wars
Selling automatic rifles in convenience stores
Pushing the big red button to drop the bombs
Turning rape victims into first-time moms
Sending the mentally ill to the electric chair
Excusing the cops who drag women by the hair
You invented violence, you encouraged silence
You’re the one taking free speech like a tyrant
Who’s the one taking the low road now?
Who’s the one making bratty baby sounds?
Who’s the one running to his safest space?
In case you have a confused look on your face…

CHORUS
You don’t know shit about peace and love! X3
You’re the one with blood on your boxing gloves!
You don’t know shit about peace and love! X3

Now who’s the one who has to toughen up?!