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sniper - scum (usa) lyrics

[intro]
i am what i am. one of those guys you see on the six o’clock news who wakes up, heads off to work, grabs a cup of coffee and goes on a sick rampage. one of those guys who’s friends and neighbors all say. who knew? he seemed alright to me. he was the last person you’d ever expect to do something like this. something in his head must’ve just snapped

[verse 1: scum]
though you thought that you were safe, no one’s bulletproof
as i’m aiming at your head posted on the roof
looking through the sniper scope of my f*cking gun
it’s too late to panic, it’s too late to run (woo)
ain’t no way i’m gonna miss on this human hunt
squeezе the trigger real slow, smokе you like a blunt
fool you die, of course you die when your head explodes
as the sniper on the roof shoots and then reloads (pop)
taking out another prey ’cause it’s open season
for a bl**dy human hunt with no f*cking reason
giving you another eye in between the two
that you have, now you got three, what you finna do? (what)
with the different kinds of tears running from your eyes
one is clear and one is red, no one hears your cries
no surprise they’re ducking slugs, running for their lives
everyone is on they own, even kids and wives
[pre*chorus: scum]
life don’t make no f*cking sense till it’s f*cking taken
peace within this life so long no one has awaken
telling me to bring the wrath, walk the path of death
k!lled as many as i can, f*ck the aftermath

[chorus: scum]
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven screws i’m missing out my head
know i’ll never go to heaven, that’s too bad but i ain’t mad
chances are you’ll die before me as i pull this f*cking trig
here’s your chance to meet your maker early so you owe me big

[verse 2: scum]
f*ck you b*tch it’s time to die, murdered with no sense
bullets hit you as you flee trying to climb the fence
no escape just like a rape, hit you from the back (boom)
you can’t feel your f*cking legs, everything turns black
i’ma shoot ’em, shoot ’em up till the slugs run out
k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em all, that’s what i’m about
with no doubt i’m missing screws, with no doubt i’m ill
with no doubt i feel this rage forcing me to k!ll (k!ll)
wait a sec let me rephrase, you can’t force the willing
k!lling makes me feel like god as the blood be spilling
can’t give life but i can take, take it all away
f*ck you and your long*term plans ’cause you die today
send you and your f*cking fam on this long vacation
to the purgatory gates, per my immigration
that is when you leave for good but don’t go nowhere (ugh)
’cause you’re dead and that’s too bad, life is so unfair
[pre*chorus: scum]
life don’t make no f*cking sense till it’s f*cking taken
peace within this life so long no one has awaken
telling me to bring the wrath, walk the path of death
k!lled as many as i can, f*ck the aftermath

[verse 3: scum]
slugs erased your facial features, left a bl**dy mess
to identify your body pigs will have to guess
who is who and hope your t**th are slowly still in place
to i.d. the dental records and to close the case
i just know that i won’t let ’em capture me alive
and that when they come to get me many won’t survive
with a frown i buck ’em down, clown them f*cking pigs
shooting back instead of ducking as they squeeze the trigs
they’re be bodies everywhere when i’m f*cking dead
filled with lead and red all over from the blood they shed
that’s what happens when you lose it and your only gun
i’ma always be remembered ’cause of what i’ve done
[interlude: scum]
count the bodies, all the bodies
try to count the bl**dy bodies
count the bodies, all those bodies
’cause those bodies are somebodies with a name but you don’t know it
and don’t really wanna know
still you count the f*cking bodies till you cannot count no more

[pre*chorus: scum]
life don’t make no f*cking sense till it’s f*cking taken
peace within this life so long no one has awaken
telling me to bring the wrath, walk the path of death
k!lled as many as i can, f*ck the aftermath

[outro: kiefer sutherland]
i have a highly magnified telescopic image of you. now what kind of device has a telescopic sight mounted on it? a .30*caliber bolt*action 700 with a carbon*one modification and a state*of*the*art hensholdt tactical scope
i’m reloading, come on i’m waiting for ya!

- scum usa lyrics

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