Текст песни Hollywood Undead - Wild In These Streets

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Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) In all frequencies, ain't no dial that could reach 5150 when 50 bodies go missing Off the Vincent Thomas bridge Ain't no one of 'em swimming Yeah, the coast guard wants my kilos So I re-up and I reload 'Cause the label wants to freeload Off my singles, I need C-notes So I swap them fucking decks Break a nose, yeah break a neck I break every fucking bone in your body Disembody, bitch who's next It's Undead and the rest Johnny cashing checks This is Hollywood, welcome to The West What you give, is what you get What you see, is what it is And what it is, is what it's been It's me against the world, yeah fuck your friends Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) In all frequencies, ain't no dial that could reach King Kong, steam roll these motherfuckers ah! As a child was a freak, vial when I speak Whipping out they squad, then I smile when I sleep Let the Caddy warm up, Caddy corner Trump box pumping, breaking glass on the block Hot trouble, I could see the muzzle flash in my thoughts The boulevard is paved in blood, flooded with pain and drugs Haunted by tainted love, come in and aim on us Get 'em in they home town, acting like some hoes now Yeah hoe What you give, is what you get What you see, is what it is And what it is, is what it's been It's me against the world, yeah fuck your friends Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) In all frequencies, ain't no dial that could reach Gravestones and bay stones and raves in the catacombs Paris hit the club with no Prince on the payphone Dig up their bones and let them know I ain't the one to fuck with, high key and low But I got a long way to go, the bell tolls now I was born deep in hell, so I'm a hell hound? You wanna live forever (fuck that!), fight death and it's curse And if it's kill or be killed, you best be driving that hearse Wild in these streets Wild in these streets Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) In all frequencies, ain't no dial that could reach Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) Demons in my head, they get loud when they speak Wild in these streets (Yeah) Wild in these streets (Yeah) In all frequencies, ain't no dial that could reach I'll let the 9 break the silence Get used to hearing them sirens Bitches get fed to the lions Gone With The Wind like the Mayans Not here to make no alliance I'm just addicted to violence Just here to give you some guidance To choke from this noose as it tightens Why? There ain't no killing, but won't die And I got this feeling you won't try Make sure you see me with both eyes 'Cause I'm the last thing you'll see, so good night

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