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Messenger of Death
03:48
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God has abandoned us
He left Chicago to die
You mother fucker
To die
Where is god
We have killed him
We killed him in Chicago
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2. |
Rot
04:05
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In the land of milk and honey
Turned to vinegar and piss
Give me the fucking button
I’ll turn this world to glass
I’m fucking tired of it
Hostages 312
Chicago, Illinois
This is our city
Set it off
Eat the fucking gun
The more I want it to stop
The more it turns to shit
The more I beg and plead
Shows me god doesn’t exist
On this fucking rock
Spinning towards the end
I’m tilting the bottle
To the very end
Gun them all down
Til’ the daylight
Gun them all down
‘Til the sunrise
In the land of milk and honey
Turned to vinegar and piss
This is what the bottom looks like
I couldn’t tell
I haven’t fucking felt anything else
I’m tired of the same old bullshit
Crack it back and make that wig split
Talk and talk let’s make that neck slit
Don’t give a fuck ‘cuz I’m jumpin’ off the fifth
I will lay here
On my death bed
Cock it fucking back
‘Til you’re all dead
Punk bitch
‘Til you’re all dead
I won’t sleep at night
‘Til you’re all dead
I won’t sleep at night
‘Til you’re all dead
I won’t sleep at night
‘TIL you’re all dead
I see everything around me
The walls are closing and I’m afraid to peak my head out
To fucking see what’s next
Just send me home
Send me home in a fucking body bag
This plagued earth filled to the brim with shit
Stop the spin of the axis and let it fucking swim
No loss
No love
No home
No more
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No Mercy (ft. Luke Gray)
04:46
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Dystopian nightmare
Fictions in fables coming to life
Division floating farther and farther
Holy fuck I just want to die
Want to die
I can see the rope
I can see their neck stretched thin
I can see the buzzards floating
Preaching death with every breath
They are stalking and hunting the weak
The flesh is peeled from the bone
What will you do
When there’s no place called home
What will you do
Hide your face
From the world
Don’t let them see
How much it fucking burns
Hide your face
From the world
Don’t let them see
How much it burns
How much it fucking burns
I just wanna die
Hide your face
From the world
Don’t let them see
How much it fucking burns
Hide your face from the world
Don’t let them see how much it burns
Fuck
You can’t take it from me
I’ll paint the ceiling red
Oh I just wanted peace
Well now everyone’s fucking dead
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4. |
Martyr
03:29
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I have welcomed my fate
Red walls and an empty case
Block turned into a firing range
Hold on as long as you can
This world has changed hands
Get it back as hard as you can
I hear the sirens coming
I taste the lead in the air
I’ve made my decision
To gun down on site
Fall to your knees and beg
Can’t miss at this close range
Bloodshed splattered on my face
I’ll soak it up with pride on my face
Back the blue
What a fucking joke
You took the job to have your ego stroked
You let shit happen
Bury your head in the sand
You’re a power-hungry pussy with a gun in your hand
Bitch
Who gives a fuck if they live or die
No one will ask the questions
No one will bat an eye
You’re all class traitors
So this time you’ll see
No one gives a fuck about the CPD
No one gives a fuck
No one gives a fuck
No one gives a fuck about the CPD
You feed and feed the machine
Taxes go to cleaning up the streets
You take people from their family
You sick fuck
Their life is lost
They ain’t coming back
They ain’t coming back
Dead
They ain’t coming back
They ain’t coming back
Fuck ‘em
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Deceiver
04:46
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Would you sit and sulk if they murdered your children
Or would you grab your shotgun and load your pocket
Why do we have to tuck our tails
When it’s someone with a badge
A flag pin
Or someone is set free
What happened to the mobs in the street
What happened to the stab wounds in the back
Bring back vigilante justice
We the fucking people
Of the extorted and abused
Fuck toys by the powers above
It makes me sick to my stomach
Why the fuck is there not more unmarked graves
For the motherfuckers taking advantage
One day our time will come
Our time will come
Tiocfaidh ár lá you mother fucker
You can try to stop the inevitable
But can you stop the swarm
Can you stop what’s coming
When it’s time for death
You motherfuckers don’t know what you’ve done
You won’t face god you’ll face my gun
But you’ll see god down the barrel pussy
How much more do I have to take
Before you’re not ever awake
When the time comes
I’ll pray for death
What will you do
You fucking punk bitch
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6. |
Wraith
03:28
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Whoa shit
What’s up you fucking mother fuckers
You think you can bring that shit in the fucking scene
Snakes in the grass
Chop ‘em at the head
Leave ‘em quivering
‘Til they’re fucking dead
Who the fuck you think you are
Who the fuck you think you are
Mother fucker
Think before you speak
The nonsense is overwhelming
You make me fucking sick
I want to plunge the knife harder
I’m over your bigot mouth
I’ll slice until you can’t speak
You won’t shut me up
Try it
Try it
Try it
I bet you won’t
Try it
Try it
Try it
You fucking coward
Arm the trans
Fight the foes
Fuck ‘em all
We’ll dig the holes
One by one
Hand in hand
No matter what
That’s where we stand
Did you all forget what this is about
Where the outcasts are always allowed
Where the oppressors are not allowed to speak
You poser fucks get out of the scene
I’ll die on this hill but I won’t die alone
The amount of slurs you say will match the fucking holes
Stab a fucking bigot
Who gives a fuck what they feel
Cold steel
What a feel
When I hear them squeal
Back ‘em into a corner and gun them down on site
Watch them cry
Watch them cower as I end their life
You mother fucker
Toxic chains are meant to be broken
Family and friends turn to enemies quick
Get the fuck out
Yeah
I’ma talk a little shit
Get the fuck up in your face
Check me bitch
I’ma spray and pray
You think you’re the apex
You’re just the fucking prey
Never hide
Never hide
Never hide
Take their life
Take their life
Take their fucking life
Never hide
Never hide
Never hide
Take their life
Take their life
Take their fucking life
Take their fucking lives
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When fists are in the air
It smells like victory
Another pig in a grave
That’s a night of sleep
A violent victory
Jamo for the boys
Piss for the rest to drink
To hell with them
To the bottom they’ll sink
Systematic racism
Make it extinct
Start the revolutions
All the wrong to undo
Got a problem with me
I got a problem with you
Fuck all this propaganda
You all just buy the vote
Shove this fucking pistol
Down your goddamn throat
.556 grab the crucifix
And pray to your fucking god
So what do you do
When they come for you
What happens when you’re cornered
And knives pressed against your skin
Do you say no
Or do you give in
Stand your ground
Show me the height of your pound
Don’t threaten me bitch
Fuck with me
And you’ll get hit
Without a trace
Without a fucking face
Time to shine
Time to shine
Put up a fucking fight
Now is your time
Now is your fucking time
Put up a fucking fight
Put up a fucking fight
Slide it in
You’ll turn your back to the highest bidder
They just call it
The American fucking way
Betray the class
Wage all the wars
Anything to give you fucking more
Yo this Chicago mother fucker
With your bitch ass
Goof ass
Face ass mother fuckers
You already know what the fuck we do
Yo let’s go
Empty this shit
You mark ass trick
When the people come together against tyranny
There’s no substitutions
Load it
Rack it
and fucking shoot
We cannot lose this fight
Stand up and fight
Don’t let them sleep at night
Stand up and fight
Cock it back and hold it tight
Chicago over everything
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HOSTAGES Chicago, Illinois
Formed in the city of broad shoulders. This four piece brings back the nostalgia of the early - mid 2000's Chicago hardcore sound.
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