Beneath the clay (r.i.p.) by Artillery
You feel when you've done your deeds late at night
'Cause soon there's no shelter no place to hide
But voices don't have effect on your mind
Of times when you weren't commited to crime
Won't lift a finger for you - R.I.P.
There's nothin' no one can do - R.I.P.
Six feet beneath the clay - R.I.P.
a price we all have to pay - R.I.P.
Got caught and separated from previous thoughts
You never were good acceptin' a loss
When you've clone bad things you must take the blame
'Cause we can't live with someone like you
CURSE YOUR NAME
There's no such thing as neglectin' a crime
Your capture was just a question of time