I Chose Violence Lyrics by Jake Hill is the latest English song. The song lyrics were written by Jake Hill while the song is produced by Jake Hill.
“I Chose Violence” Track Info:
Song | I Chose Violence |
Singer | Jake Hill |
Producer | Jake Hill |
Lyrics | Jake Hill |
I Chose Violence Lyrics
[Intro]
Well, What Have We Here?
Are You Sure About This?
I Was Once Grateful To You
But, If This Is Our Fate So Be It!
You Leave Me No Choice
[Chorus]
Yuh
I Woke Up, I Chose Violence
Choke Up, These B*tches Silent
Get F*cked, Nowhere To Hide And
No Luck, I Must Oblige
I Came To Bludgeon All You P*ssies
You Could Call It What You Want
I Been Feeling Kinda Manic
I Might Kill Them Just For Fun
Collecting Heads, Think You’re Better Off Dead
I Could Lie And Say It Isn’t Personal
I’m Seein’ Red
You’re The Target, I’m The Missile
Don’t Worry, They Won’t Miss You
I Think I Got Some Problems
Turning Nothing To An Issue
Now I’ll Solve It With My-
[Verse]
I Popped Off
It’s Been A Little Boring
All My Enemies Are Hiding Out
It Gets Annoying
Guess I Gotta Sniff Them Out
I’m Searching ’til The Morning
Finally Found The Prey, Okay
So Now’s The Day For Mournin’
I Used To Want To Kill Myself
But Now I Only Kill The Snakes
B*tch Don’t Say You Know Me
‘Cuz You’ve Always Been A Fake
I’ve Been Posted In My Dungeon
Got The Tools To Make You Vanish
I Been Itchin’ For Destruction
I Might Take Over The Planet, Uh
White Knuckle Blade Singin’
Where You At, B*tch?
They Open The F*ckin’ Gates
I Came Out With My Heart Ripped
I Put Them In A Body Bag
Yeah! You Know That’s My Sh*t
I Don’t F*ck With You Now
It’s Time To Put You In A Ditch
Okay, Bodies On Bodies
I Cannot Stop, I Got A Problem
B*tch I’m Awful, I Got It
Just F*ckin’ Drop Me In A Coffin
I’m Just Talking Sh*t
This Is What You Wanted Right?
No More Mr. Nice Guy
You’ll Be Saying Bye Bye
[Chorus]
‘Cuz I Woke Up, I Chose Violence
Choke Up, These B*tches Silent
Get F*cked, Nowhere To Hide And
No Luck, I Must Oblige
I Came To Bludgeon All You P*ssies
You Could Call It What You Want
I Been Feeling Kinda Manic
I Might Kill Them Just For Fun
Collecting Heads, Think You’re Better Off Dead
I Could Lie And Say It Isn’t Personal
I’m Seein’ Red
You’re The Target, I’m The Missile
Don’t Worry, They Won’t Miss You
I Think I Got Some Problems
Turning Nothing To An Issue
Now I’ll Solve It With My-