Left for Dead - Ksenia Lewis

Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall Bitches scared, body bags of money in the walls Can't compare, beware just don't set us off We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall Bitches scared—body bags of money in the walls Can't compare—beware just don't set us off We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up Never gonna find out—nah Like a bitch you fall back on law Don't fight your battles, all talk And bitch hold your threats and just walk You gonna get rocked on your block Got you in the scope and I'm locked Duck down when you see that I stopped Better be scared when the gun goes off You hear them sounds—your life is up and I took it down Final moments are here and now But you won't change, it'll hurt your style You live as a child, your stuck in denial Bitch you are vile, cleanin you up with some dial Think you can catch up to me but the thing is I'm always ahead and your missing by miles Walking outside with an AR 15 minutes till I'm on the radar Smoking all these bitches like a cigar Why you tryin to pick a fight if you don't want war Bust out the Glock then I'm ready rock You pull out the phone and you callin the cops Gut up these bitches and turn em to props Do what I want bitch don't tell me stop Grinding my whole to give a fuck And if you got some haters shoot put em the trunk Bitch We don't fuck around UAV will light em up Just pay attention closely say a word I'll cut your tongue Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall Bitches scared, body bags of money in the walls Can't compare, beware just don't set us off We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up Left for dead we gon stack these bodies till the fall Bitches scared—body bags of money in the walls Can't compare—beware just don't set us off We gon pull with that launcher, blows these bitches up

Bad mix and I have to make a cutout Did girls never liked it get the blur out Straight pins can't assist the shit, burn out Moved up, but I ended up kicked out And I'm gone, left for dead Spend my time away Left for dead When I'm coming down Clock ticks and I'm sitting here waiting Got a miss but I'm never gonna turn her around My heart says that it's time to get jaded The sound of mine's got a luck Should be a deadeye down And I'm gone, left for dead Spend my time away Left for dead When I'm coming down And I'm gone, left for dead Spend my time away Left for dead When I'm coming down

Seeing you here I'm sure that there's Things left on your chest I know I haven't been that much of anything You should know that you raised me well I can't pretend to have any friends They all feel the same as you do How can I make you Make you proud of me All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead You sent me away to a terrible place Perhaps it's where I belong I can't even lie it's no big surprise That you don't even want me there How can I make you Make you proud of me All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead Left here for dead Left here for dead Left here for dead All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead

My name is Jerry Lee Lewis, come from Louisiana I'm gonna do you a little boogie on this here piano Doing mighty fine, I'm gonna make you shake it I'll make you do it and make you do it, until you break it It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Well, down in New Orleans, the land of dreams The best doggone place, son, you have ever seen The cats go wild, do a boogie that's hot My boogie woogie makes you want to stop and do the bop It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Aw, oh, boy Well, now let's cruise on down to old Memphis town That's where that Presley boy said, "You ain't nothing but a hound" But now you take my boogie, it keeps you in the groove Then your sacroiliac begins to shiver and a move It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Oh, boogie woogie when your hips start rockin' honey And your knees start knockin', Lewis boogie, Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day