Serial Killers - Legends Never Die lyrics

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Legends never

Ever since the day I got a room

They told me I would never make it this long

Now years after the day that I’m gone

They’ll be playing my songs

And my name will live on

When everybody thought that I was insane

I stood tall after all that I’ve came

So let the good Lord call on my name

Cause I done let my mark on the game

We never die (never die!)

We just live on (live on, live on)

We never die (never die!)

We just live on

Yeah I’m a cowboy steppin clear

With a pistol pointblank behind your right ear

Yeah because fear is not a option

Say my name three times

I appear with a shotgun

Now what you motherfuckers want from me?

I’m from the gutter

I’m medicated by drug money

Take everything, there ain’t nothing else

You can take from me

Never break from you niggers

Swinging until my hands bloody

Time flies dreams die people lose faith

Tryna hide behind a lie with a straight face

Buzz kill, boots on the ground cause I’m straight lace

Fuck love, never needed love in the first place

We never die (never die!)

We just live on (live on, live on)

We never die (never die!)

We just live on

So many doubted so little time

So many haters coming to mind

Later for waste cause moments to bind

Because I would never look back

And regretted this fuckin life

Around I do it for the ones who supported the dream

And making every second of their life as a part of my team

It take the heart of a lion

The crown of a king

Bring up a throne and you keep the frame in mind

but you still singing my songs

Still serial kill the bullshit, spit up the thrills

And if you will, you’re not the killer

For real I be dealin

The run of the mill, with no skill, top Billy the dun

That’s why I reply legends never die

We never die (never die!)

We just live on (live on, live on)

We never die (never die!)

We just live on

Yeah I was born to live forever

I am legend gather my thoughts

And line’em up together

Feel like bullet my own Beretta put it to my head

Better days ahead,

Left for dead with my daily bread

Yeah I’ll cause a slaughter in your tabernacle

I stole your castle and guillotined your queen

Los Angeles to the bite in apple

I’m playing tackle

Get it, the crush’s cold like

Going to war with the Russians

Starving like my ribs and my stomach is touching

I’m filthy as a pig

Got me streaking and fuckin

It’s just my destiny till the death of me

To be stand and deliver

Confessions of an unapologetic serial killer

We never die (never die!)

We just live on (live on, live on)

We never die (never die!)

We just live on