The Kash Flowz - Dead Babies

You twist turn and piss
In your bed at night
Think you're scared now
Just wait until you die
No amount of regret
Purifies your sweat
No amount of regret
Purifies your sweat
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew
You're eighty-nine as
You draw your last breath
All your life has been
A story of dead
You're a hero no more
You're a demon's whore
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew
We're the dead babies from your air campaign
Fried to crispies in the napalm rain
God, jesus, buddha
Never heard of them
All we heard was your
Goddam explosion
Your didn't hear us scream
You cannot redeem
Do you think you're smart
You broke allah's heart
Thanks to shock and awe
Satan gave us claws
Never fight a war
If you don't like gore
Now you're fuckin dead
But we'll wake you up
You screem for mercy
We will never stop
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew
We're the dead babies and we'll come for you
Rip your heart out and prepare you a stew

Written by:
Fabio Somaschini, Olivier Ruytenbeek

Publisher:
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