Текст песни
The storm is bleeding rain Tears of heaven so stained the flooded plains
Seven men caught in the mix One down now there's six
Sticks and stones I break them bones Yeah I'm known to fracture spines
I don't wear a crown I don't polish rhymes No throne crowds loud like the Metro don't
I built my house from gravel and the busted stones
If you talk to me sideways with a venom tone Say goodbye one last time to the folks you
know I don't bark loud I don't overexpose
I just let the hillside echo how the cold wind blows
Graveyard field on the north side rise Crow feather circle like a jeepers eyes
North hills heat burns like hell Jack and Jill bleeding on the ridge line still
Four shots crack through the midnight chill Two souls sleeping where the roots don't heal
Neighbor 89 half blind Drunk and moonshine spine
Rocking chair profit with a rusty nine Shoes on side if you hook that right
County road ghost seen under the porch light dirt
Won't lie it just swallows proof Boot prints vanish from the tin roof
You step too close better check your will North hill keys what the law can't deal
Sticks and stones I break them bones Yeah I'm known to fracture spines
I don't wear a crown I don't polish rhymes No throne crowds loud like the metro dome
I built my house from gravel and the busted stones
It's cold dirt dead frost face king black Water bomb just a stone's throw
River pull you under no one knows Where they go the valley flooded for blood tonight
Dead men drive last time we escaped seven fed cops Met us at the old back drive
Where the shed slowly rise they won't be kind Seven dead warning shots seven minutes off the clock
One dead man and six dead ops