Fallout Flex Lyrics by Dead Air
More suckers grow, suckers lower your town
How many rats take a bid for the throne?
Couldn’t show grace in the face of defeat
So we have to run amok in the belly of the beast
Shut it down, bomb it down, had to get around
Terrorizing homes for the sake of a crown
Cities turn to graves while the brass get to eat
We’ll never have to trail through the bodies and the creed
Another fallout flex
We drop bombs again
Fellowes and felons are ruling on makers
Pitting the many for fortune and acres
Sending in drones for the bloodshed and further
Covering eyes on the crime that is murder
Come again, just another oil pit
Time for another kick and roll down
Step down, skipped over
Trapped in the west, trapped in the east
We have to run amok in the belly of the beast
Another fallout flex
We go again
Another fallout flex
Come on, we drop bombs again
Leaders, not shakers
Rulers, not movers
Time has come for a public maneuver
Sick of hate, time to take back our futures
Got it all, who to buy orWe run amok in the belly of the beast
We run amok in the belly of the beast
We run amok in the belly of the beast
Come on, we drop bombs again
Another fallout flex
We go again
Another fallout flex
Come on, we drop bombs again