Dry Kill Logic
Dry Kill Logic - Pray That I Miss lyrics
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Bitch Come on little boy You think you're a man You scare those little bitches 'cause it's all that you can Dude, you look like a fool And no (???) (???) Touch you boy You are going to pray and you are Listen to little boys and Get the fuck outta' my way Think tattoos make you tough? I have had enough I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss Fuck If I am wrong seeing you again I’m telling you now it's gonna be the end Cause I am done fucking around are you feeling proud I am going to be the only truth (???) do you think you're tough guy When I got up in your face you were ready to cry You got something to say you better say it to me Jump in, I don’t say I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss So let me so let me so let me so let me So let me tell you something dude 'cause I don't think you understand When you come up to here you're stepping into my land and this ain't nothing to do (???) to me I'm constantly surrounded by my brotherhood and my posse Something that I'm trying to explain you couldn’t figure it out It is unity and you hold no crown in anyone of my brothers Drop you in a coma take a baseball bat to your dome again I do not pretend that you don't offend me Do you finally see, giving you one to chance to turn around And walk away and there are people gonna make you pay You walk around here with the attitude that you are a king When I am done with you boy, your skulls gonna to ring (???) deal with you, now I am so I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet that you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullet you pray that I miss I got the back like a bullett you pray that I miss