Silencer (feat. Ghost Mountain)
Sematary
Silencers
We shootin' at the coppers
We them dirty jean rockers
We them dumb motherfuckers
We them bad day havers
We them big knife toters
I guess one day it gets better
But till then we keep them silencers
Drink cotton candy rockstar, hit me up on Tumblr
True religion rockers with cardboard boxcutters
Shawty I'm a snuffer, she want me to fuck her
She want me to love her, and bury her down under
As above so below, just the wind remembers
Black smoke up in my lungs, I'm a stupid rotter
Listening to silencer, never trust no one
If you wanna fuck with us, you're a fucking goner
Silencers
We shootin' at the coppers
We them dirty jean rockers
We them dumb motherfuckers
We them bad day havers
We them big knife toters
I guess one day it gets better
But till then we keep them silencers
Hush down, keep it low
Lurking in the fallen snow
Breathin' hard, phone broke
Gated residential home
Somethin' stirring eyes wide
Finna make you disappear
Fear what we can't hide
Hoping they don't find me here
In the cold, red clouds from the break lights
Set the stage, this gon' be a long night
Haunted mound, silent hill when we come around
No face, no case, 'cause you know we pull up with them
Silencers
We shootin' at the coppers
We them dirty jean rockers
We them dumb motherfuckers
We them bad day havers
We them big knife toters
I guess one day it gets better
But till then we keep them silencers