British Gas

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Gas

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[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Beef, ARMSHOUSE
Walk in the room like fuck that
Headtops, take off
Don't give a shit 'bout no one
Ruthless, kill shit
Lay waste to my enemies
No friends, no love

[Verse 2]
Yeah, we stay running around hell
Nothing ain't changed and we ain't playing games
Everyone's dead, burn 'em in the flames
We've all gone mad, consume by the hate
Take a little walk off the edge
The fall so sweet you might never come back
Alarm bell, sirens, ring, ring
Red dot, headshot, kill, kill, kill (Gas)

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