Chamber Spins Three Lyrics

It's a motherfucking homicide, just deserts A shotgun pointed right where it hurts From the inside, the ones you can trust You got connected to a serious bust
You thought you were a hustler, a boy that was rude But now you're in the dirt, can of underground worm food Stupid motherfucker, you thought you would last Well, you took the wrong path, now your name is in the past
Your name is in the past
Another fucking lowlife connected to the first A crooked cop on the take, nothing could be worse Twenty one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath The whole police department covered up he was a thief
Yeah the city's finest, caught in deepest shit Never thought the day would come, bang, a fucking hit You call yourself the finest in the city, huh? For scum like you, I have no fucking pity
No fucking pity, you fucking scumbag piece of shit Die, motherfucker
Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison You call yourself a man, well, you're nothing but a boy, son Real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope
Money isn't everything, I guess it was to you Did you control your own life or greed controlled you? For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved For the people you left grieving, I spit on your grave
So it seems, this is the system and I'm sorry to say Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way
Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead You took the easy way, it is easy being dead The chamber spins three, grab the trigger, then you pull it The game is called roulette and you just won the bullet
Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison You call yourself a man, well, you're nothing but a boy, son Real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope
Money isn't everything, I guess it was to you Did you control your own life or greed controlled you? For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved For the people you left grieving, I spit on your grave
So it seems, this is the system and I'm sorry to say Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way On both sides of the law, justice has been done Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun
So it seems, this is the system and I'm sorry to say Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way On both sides of the law, justice has been done Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun
The chamber spins three