
gangsta
by Tylor Moss
Lyrics
(Chorus - Maximum Volume Screaming)
I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
YEAH, YOU KNOW THE MOTHERFUCKING NAME!
BLUE RAG HANGING, STAG IN THE CUT, NO SHAME!
LEFT POCKET WITH THE ROCKET, READY TO BLOW!
RAG TO THE LEFT, EVERYBODY GET LOW!
I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
YEAH, I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
(Verse 1)
Woke up this morning with a chip on my shoulder
Heart getting blacker and the world getting colder!
Got the flag on the left, yeah, the blue stays bright
We don’t bark, we just bite in the dead of the night!
Got a rocket in my pocket and it’s itching to fly
If you look at me wrong, that’s a reason to die!
I’m a stag, I’m a beast, I’m a king in the cage
Writing my legacy in blood on the page!
Fuck the peace, fuck the truce, fuck the talk, fuck the laws
I’m a monster with shadows and lead in my claws!
You see the rag? Do you see where it’s at?
To the left, motherfucka, yeah, it’s staying like that!
(Pre-Chorus)
(Voice cracking with rage)
Don't you ever try to test me!
Don't you ever try to play!
I'll put the rocket to your dome
And blow the fuckin world away!
(Chorus - Screaming)
I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
YEAH, YOU KNOW THE MOTHERFUCKIN NAME!
BLUE RAG HANGING, STAG IN THE CUT, NO SHAME!
LEFT POCKET WITH THE ROCKET, READY TO BLOW!
RAG TO THE LEFT, EVERYBODY GET LOW!
I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
(Verse 2)
I’m a product of the gutter, I’m a child of the dirt
I’ve been baptized in fire and I’m hardened by hurt!
You think you’re a rider? You think you’re a threat?
I haven’t even started with the carnage just yet!
The stag is in the building and the stag is on the prowl
I’ll leave you fing bleeding while the alley cats howl!
Got that blue rag swinging, yeah, it’s hanging so low
Wherever the money and the power goes, I go!
I don’t care about your feelings, I don’t care about your crew
I’ll put a fing bullet through the middle of you!
Keep the rocket in the pocket, keep the safety on flick
You’re a moth to the flame and the clock is on tick!
(Bridge - Heavy, Slow Chants)
Blue rag. (BLUE RAG.)
Left side. (LEFT SIDE.)
Stag life. (STAG LIFE.)
Until I fing die.
(Screaming)
UNTIL I FUCKIN DIE!
UNTIL THE EARTH SWALLOWS ME WHOLE!
I SOLD MY SOUL FOR THE STAG AND THE ROLL!
(Verse 3)
Listen to the silence when the echoes go dead
I’m the nightmare that’s living inside of your head!
Every fuckin word is a dagger in the air
I’m a gangsta, bitch, and I don’t fuckin care!
Blue flag, blue rag, blue everything I see
There ain’t a mother fucka alive as crazy as me!
Left pocket, right rocket, light 'em up like a light
We’re the kings of the chaos and the lords of the night!
Stag status, gold lattice, yeah, I’m living it raw
I’m the judge, I’m the jury, I’m the motherfuckin law!
Look at the rag! Look at the left!
I’m the angel of misery, the dealer of death!
(Chorus - Screaming)
I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
YEAH, YOU KNOW THE MOTHERFUCKIN NAME!
BLUE RAG HANGING, STAG IN THE CUT, NO SHAME!
LEFT POCKET WITH THE ROCKET, READY TO BLOW!
RAG TO THE LEFT, EVERYBODY GET LOW!
I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
I’M A GANGSTA! GANGSTA! GANGSTA!
(Outro - Distorted and Fading)
(Heavy breathing)
Yeah...
Blue rag to the left.
Rocket in the pocket... just in case you fuckin forgot.
I’m a stag.
I’m a god.
I’m a gangsta.
GANGSTA!
GANGSTA!
(Sound of a single, echoing gunshot)
(Silence)