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Ice Nine Kills Last Words

number one. (won't be number one) SO! Save your breath, cause you'll need it when you hang from the rope. Cause of death: Obvious from your suicide note. The last words

be number one. (won't be number one) SO! Save your breath, cause you'll need it when you hang from the rope. Cause of death: Obvious from your suicide note. The last words

can build you an ark My words are rather kind you keep them held in contempt Looking for a nine and then a droid you can tempt Zombie, zombie, zombie,

the heat close to my flesh May I say these last words to my enemies passing the Earth? Laughing at my passion and merge, "Ok, kill me if ya'll wanna"

morgue Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady In other words, you're half-steppin' Tiptoein', get goin', because my weapon Is not a nine

Bill Ice white ice like a winding-sheet sheathing each smoke-grimed wall Ice on the stove-pipe ice on the bed ice gleaming over all Sparkling ice on

simply Bust, I lead inside ya Find ya Fear them, frightened for your life With your last few Live with hot live from gunblast Outlaws, outcast Low life, south last

ill takin they last breath Read your last rites, God, forgive me For the sin I'm about to commit, takin' a life Kill or be killed, rather that than

m the driver Supplyin buyers of flyers in bundles stacked dope Humble prices on ices twice as nice as crumbled crack coke I hope it lasts long, word