-What is dead may never die
-What is dead may never die
-What is dead may never die!!!
-What is dead may never die!!! ah!
[Verse 1: SCUM]
Motherfuckers tell me cool it with the pistol when I pull it
Bout to put a fucking bullet in my head
Better know I ain't no sucker that be trying to dodge and duck a fucking slug while knowing that I'm better off dead
When I know that if I ever die I'm gonna live forever My lifeline I'm quick to sever with the steel
What is dead can not be murdered best be acting like you heard it
Like a verdict when you know there's no appeal
Everybody on the ground better sound the alarm when we come in
Fools getting done and we're gunning 'em down
Down with the sound of the sick underground
And the ones that are not are the ones never found
Making this missing type of story though it's quite a bit more gory
Take 'em to our laboratory that not many will survive
Those that do will not be heard from when we're out of ways to hurt them
In these barrels we insert them then we bury them alive
Trapped inside in the dark, take a dirt nap
Hope you last for as long as you can
Hear the voice of your mom then the gun clap
Is it true? Can it be?
That is where motherfuckers get to losing it
And begging us to dig 'em out and finish what we started cause they rather would be dead
That be bad and not so clever cause they get to live forever
Though they’d rather feel like they nothing, catch a bullet to the head
-What is dead may never die
-What is dead may never die!!!
-What is dead may never die!!! ah!
[Verse 1: SCUM]
Motherfuckers tell me cool it with the pistol when I pull it
Bout to put a fucking bullet in my head
Better know I ain't no sucker that be trying to dodge and duck a fucking slug while knowing that I'm better off dead
When I know that if I ever die I'm gonna live forever My lifeline I'm quick to sever with the steel
What is dead can not be murdered best be acting like you heard it
Like a verdict when you know there's no appeal
Everybody on the ground better sound the alarm when we come in
Fools getting done and we're gunning 'em down
Down with the sound of the sick underground
And the ones that are not are the ones never found
Making this missing type of story though it's quite a bit more gory
Take 'em to our laboratory that not many will survive
Those that do will not be heard from when we're out of ways to hurt them
In these barrels we insert them then we bury them alive
Trapped inside in the dark, take a dirt nap
Hope you last for as long as you can
Hear the voice of your mom then the gun clap
Is it true? Can it be?
That is where motherfuckers get to losing it
And begging us to dig 'em out and finish what we started cause they rather would be dead
That be bad and not so clever cause they get to live forever
Though they’d rather feel like they nothing, catch a bullet to the head
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