Nope (Hollow Point Elysium)
Jay: "I think it's time we blow this scene..." Gun up, head down; rack a round Check the slide; 'pas de deux' as the band plays 'Til the A.I.D comes, or the music wanes; Drunken Don Quixote armed with a pistolet Cap the knee, ‘brisé volé’, disengage Side-step; unload on the ribcage ‘Pas de bourrée’; I'm surprised I can aim straight Breathless; should have aimed for the fuckin' face Damn you, damn me Bullet ballet. Ricochet; Hollow Point Elysium Damn you, damn me Bullet ballet. Ricochet; Hollow Point Elysium Yeah, goddamn me (Goddamn…) Feeling slow, are you slipped from the disdain? ‘Cabriole’; fuckin' poppin' pills like Max Payne 1000 Rounds and you miss 'til you're empty; John Woo takes notes on my gunplay ‘Échappé, en avant’; draggin' blades 'Cross your bones, dying hard; fuckin' John McClane "Yippee-ki yay, motherfucker". Make it rain Swept up in the eye of the hurricane Damn you, damn me Bullet ballet. Ricochet; Hollow Point Elysium Goddamn me Did it go through? Or are you digging nerves? Open wound; from the dance to the fuckin' hearse Stem the flow, grit your teeth, don't show it hurts Give it all it's worth, last night on earth No party fouls, and no tricks Just a bullet with your name on the side of it My remorse is a death that comes quick Am I God? Am I Death? Or something more sick? Nope, just a son of a bitch Yeah, I’m a son of a bitch Damn you, damn me Bullet ballet. Ricochet; Hollow Point Elysium Damn you, damn me Bullet ballet. Ricochet; Hollow Point Elysium Goddamn me Damn you, damn me Ricochet; Hollow Point Elysium Goddamn me. Goddamn...
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 24, 2026
Black soul, red shirt, to cover the blood Of the heart I bled, I'm dressed to the nines The Queen talks big of for whom she'd die But I "gave the world," and "I gave my life." I sold the noose for a sharper knife 'Cause the blades cut deep when there's no second try Is the pain you caused worth the tears I cried, or is it another story for you to glorify? If you say ‘my dear’ another goddamn time (Goddamn time) Like an idiot writing an apology Then I'll cut your tongue and grieve I’ve fallen so far from Heaven We were meant to end with amity, oh Why'd we end in tragedy? To me you were my Heaven But if Heaven won't love me then I'll rain Hell on you “I guess the enemy of my lover is my friend; you can’t apologise for everything Not until I've had a pound of flesh And a word or two to say…” So duck and run like you always do When you're face to face with an objective truth Did you ever love me? or am I an excuse "To have revenge"? Another quote from you I always you brought up, up, up So let me bring you back down, down, down like me (It goes) Oh, honey now it’s clear to see These little black lines paint catastrophe That cut like knives at a eulogy Like the one you gave so selfishly My death was your reward And you used it like a King's decree Like body bags have a collection fee I’ve fallen so far from Heaven We were meant to end with amity, oh Why'd we end in tragedy? To me you were my Heaven But if Heaven won't love me then I'll rain Hell on you (Oh honey, oh honey, oh honey, oh honey now…) Oh, honey now it’s clear to me You never gave a damn about you and me You wanted an excuse for a killing spree So let's give 'em what they want Just give me what I want Just give me what I want I’ve fallen so far from Heaven We were meant to end with amity, oh Why'd we end in tragedy? To me you were my Heaven But if Heaven won't love me then I'll rain Hell… If you don’t love me, then God forbid… Let the Heavens rain Hell on you Look at what you did to me Look at what you did to me Am I still pretty? Do you still love me? Fuck… (Do I love you do I love you not? Do you love me do you love me not?) Let the Heavens rain Hell on…
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 24, 2026
“Who let the dogs out? It smells like bitch in here.” You're nothing but a body-bag How many ways can you cut a tongue? (Cut a tongue) How many ways can you drop a cunt? (Drop you cunts) I've got eight rounds but need one Hellhound on lock, on my assassination run You motherfuckers bite weak with no teeth Old dogs who can't learn new tricks Did you forget you're at the bottom of the food chain? Put your body in, play the fuckin' game Four sit tall on white steeds Old souls who'd struggle with the dismount The ego in your heads makes your neck creak I think it's time someone shot you off your fuckin' horse I don't care if I'm anything I'm a loose cannon with no means I hope you're sick when you see me ‘cause I will be the last thing you ever see I don't care if I'm nothing I whet blades while you sleep I hope you're sick when you see me ‘cause I will be the last thing you ever see Hide your face with crooked masks Torn to shreds with teeth that gnash Fuck, are you so bored you'd kill a man? Did you forget what happened last? Rat cunts, feed the worms Slow death, I know it hurts Rotted gums, tongue that burns (Tongue that burns) Face down, bite the fuckin' curb I don't care if I'm anything I'm a loose cannon with no means I hope you're sick when you see me ‘cause I will be the last thing you ever see I don't care if I'm nothing I whet blades while you sleep I hope you're sick when you see me ‘cause I will be the last thing you ever see I've got eight rounds, I need one Hellhound on my assassination run For everyone I love, but more for fun I fuckin' told you cunts, you're nothing but a body-bag Eat shit, drag mud again You're nothing but a body-bag Nothing but a body-bag (Vai se foder, seu filho da puta, suck it.) Nothing but a body-bag
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 24, 2026