Nopes

Blowin out the smoke

Coughin fuckin dope

Listenin to the pope

As we tie these nooses from rope

Life is so short

It could almost make you smile

About the little shit

You’ll feel like you’re in denial

Let’s talk about the trial

You said you weren’t guilty

I think you’re fuckin lying

Tell us the story

As your lies bounce of the tiles

You fuckin narc

To the flame

From a spark

Drawn from the marks

Written from the fame

You’ll get while sittin

Please stop bark

Ring, oops my phone dings

They just called me

To explain that your

Stories were amazing

That they were so good

No one even believed in he

So let’s tie this noose

And on to the next

Blowin out the smoke

Coughin fuckin dope

Listenin to the pope

As we tie these nooses from rope

Ok, come up to the stand, we have some demands to ask you, do you recall runnin over that fat bastard, you know, your wealthy husband, who despise you and tried to remove who? You, ok I see where these lies too, just be brave and say it, you did it for the credit, for the money and paychecks, after this sentence you ain’t getting a dime, you found guilty many times, so get the noose another rhyme

Blowin out the smoke

Coughin fuckin dope

Listenin to the pope

As we tie these nooses from rope

Ah our last contestant

Can you show us

What you were dressed in?

What gun the bullet came from

Or you can’t confess then?

It’s ok, we got you on 4 k

Smilin at the camera

With blood drippin from your forehead

As you so call showed them

You came around the corner

Think it would be funny

To hide behind a bunny

As you murdered your honey

Your true love, you stunned me

Runnin around with bodies on the ground

Singin from the pound

You should’ve been put down

All three of them lied

All three of them died

Hung by the noose I made

That wasn’t a surprise

Blowin out the smoke

Coughin fuckin dope

Listenin to the pope

As we tie these nooses from rope