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vultures fly in my head - shotty horroh lyrics

[verse]
yeah, time for revenge
we all die in the end
b*tterflies in my stomach
vultures fly in my head
there’s a long country road
we’re just gonna drive to the hedge
leave the car in a place where it’s covered and climb the fence
both of us are holding loaded guns tonight
couple weeks ago i was a banker with a humble life
sundays was for curry nights, i sing the kids a lullaby
tuck them right in to go to sleep and then i’d shut the blinds
i love my wife and they took that
i was gonna hide but f*ck that
we took a right, scratched the [?]
pulled aside, he said “cut that”
we cut the engine so we didn’t make a racket
jumped out the car and climbed the fence
i ripped my favourite jacket
we can’t be noticed just roaming around these palatial trappings
i take my paint and then spray the can on surveillance cameras
mask on, rolling with the gauge
shades, eliminates emotion in the face
the gravel under my feet is exposing me as it breaks
we turn the corner to see two dobermans in a cage
they notice me in the sp*ce
and both of these have been trained
to bark when they saw intruders come moseying in the place
so they bark, and then they bark again
it didn’t take long for them to alarm the men
we hid inside an old barn where the garden ends
then we heard footsteps pass a couple yards ahead
a henchman with a shotty started tending to the doggies
telling ’em to stop it then he fed ’em from his pocket
he radioed ahead and said there wasn’t any problem
my wife’s brother screwed the suppressor on then he shot him
creepin’ in the back door, i can feel my heart race
whole place lookin’ like something out of scarface
changing, mind’s in a dark place
revenge is penned, and truthfully, i can’t wait
walking ’round tryin’ not to make noise
slowly stepping over baby bottles and the toys
there’s a camera installed in the lobby to avoid
i can hear a man talking so i’m following the voice
long hallway, it’s coming from the fourth door
tryin’ to creep but there’s creakin’ in the floorboards
two choices, we can hit the door and kick it off
or go the stealth way, hairpin, pick the lock
i guess it’s not option two
“put your little f*ckin’ hairpin away, we gotta move”
there was this old man laying with a prostitute
with his hands up in the air askin’ us not to shoot
threw the girl and dressing gown and let her out
put the safety on the weapons and we set them down
took a seat and put our feet upon his leather couch
should’ve seen him, he was speechless, he was stressin’ out
“you don’t know who we are mr. *beep*
but you murdered somebody we love
we’ve been trying to think of ways of bringing you equal pain
so today, we have brought you a book”
and we worked all night on this book
and the result? well, i’m overjoyed
it’s not a book with words, it’s more polaroids
we call this one, “how to have your soul destroyed”
you recognize ricardo, that’s your oldest boy
he looked in horror as he started fl!cking through the pages
to see the pictures of ricardo being mutilated
he started screaming and crying, asking us who arranged it
we took our pistols off the dressers and removed the safety
emptied the clip and filled his body full of lead
that’s when we heard the sirens and the choppers overhead
my wife’s brother said “somebody shopped us to the feds”
i looked him in the eyes and then i shot him in the leg
“if it wasn’t for you, they’d still be here
so now you’re going pen for a hundred and fifty years
i could’ve saved my families life with a fraction of that
you signed a death certificate when you ran with the cash”
and then i left with the breeze
he’s in jail now, never to be seen
i send ’em all the evidence and everything they need
and now i’m in *beep* headin’ to the beach
sh*t

- shotty horroh lyrics

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