Destination Down (feat. The Crippled Hillbillies)
I Know Death's gunning for me
He's got me in his sights
I know I can't escape him
Try as I might
Seems I've bought myself a one way
Ticket out of here
My destination's a wooden box
I say my baby dear
I made my bed down in hell
Yeah I know the devil well
Desperation and desire
I know where the devil dwells
Chilling in the streets of fire
Where I made them pebble sells
Listen it's a rebel's tales
Some chapters I'll never tell
Just send them to the chapel when I ring that metal bell
For my hometown glory but I never met Adele
When I reload the machine just know I never meant a Dell
And since we took a life away
Sell my soul I might as well
Embrace all of this darkness I been trapped in like a cell
I been yapping like an angel but be acting like I fell
I know Death's gunning for me
Got me in his sights
I know I can't escape him
Try as I might
Seems I've bought myself a one way
Ticket out of here
My destination's a wooden box
I say my baby dear
It's the UK war report
Real gory story
Me and Glock was screaming fuck the the boy then and whoever called them
Suck your mum constable's the only thing we told them
Browns and bones is what we was holding
We seldom sold them to cats if we didn't know them
Oi Ken it's fucking scorching in this kitchen keep that window open
And keep your voice down as well
You trying to make go pen
Oi Ken
Beg you chat to your friend
Asking if he can pay me 20 now and owe 10
Don't make me smack him up and taser him
I know it's your home
But go shop I need a 10 Voda top on my phone
Ever been just chilling
Thought you alone
Then turn around and see a couple killers rock in your home
That drama
Can't compare to the rest of my trauma
Nowadays I'm just trying to do what's best for my karma
I Know Death's gunning for me
Got me in his sights
I know I can't escape him
Try as I might
Seems I've bought myself a one way
Ticket out of here
My destination's a wooden box
I say my baby dear
Destination down
He's got me in his sights
I know I can't escape him
Try as I might
Seems I've bought myself a one way
Ticket out of here
My destination's a wooden box
I say my baby dear
I made my bed down in hell
Yeah I know the devil well
Desperation and desire
I know where the devil dwells
Chilling in the streets of fire
Where I made them pebble sells
Listen it's a rebel's tales
Some chapters I'll never tell
Just send them to the chapel when I ring that metal bell
For my hometown glory but I never met Adele
When I reload the machine just know I never meant a Dell
And since we took a life away
Sell my soul I might as well
Embrace all of this darkness I been trapped in like a cell
I been yapping like an angel but be acting like I fell
I know Death's gunning for me
Got me in his sights
I know I can't escape him
Try as I might
Seems I've bought myself a one way
Ticket out of here
My destination's a wooden box
I say my baby dear
It's the UK war report
Real gory story
Me and Glock was screaming fuck the the boy then and whoever called them
Suck your mum constable's the only thing we told them
Browns and bones is what we was holding
We seldom sold them to cats if we didn't know them
Oi Ken it's fucking scorching in this kitchen keep that window open
And keep your voice down as well
You trying to make go pen
Oi Ken
Beg you chat to your friend
Asking if he can pay me 20 now and owe 10
Don't make me smack him up and taser him
I know it's your home
But go shop I need a 10 Voda top on my phone
Ever been just chilling
Thought you alone
Then turn around and see a couple killers rock in your home
That drama
Can't compare to the rest of my trauma
Nowadays I'm just trying to do what's best for my karma
I Know Death's gunning for me
Got me in his sights
I know I can't escape him
Try as I might
Seems I've bought myself a one way
Ticket out of here
My destination's a wooden box
I say my baby dear
Destination down
Credits
Writer(s): Langton Machacha
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