Hellhounds Lyrics from The KING 810’s Album “AK Concerto No. 47, 11th Movement in G Major”, released on March 13, 2020.

Song: Hellhounds
Artist: KING 810
Genre: Rock

“I still want ’em to eat. But they’re gonna have to be at a different table.”

[Verse 1]
Attention your gods talking, the one you idolize and all copy
If you were anything at all like me
You’d hate your own guts and cut your wrist
I want all of your dead bodies on the lawn
And I want the law on me
And I wanna give whatever I got to your b****

[Pre-Chorus]
Though I remain guilty they ask me how I plead
Plead? I don’t plead to no man
I don’t get on my knees

I’m goin’ to hell oh well who’s comin’ with me?
I’m goin’ to hell for what?
For the murder of my enemies
I’m goin’ to hell oh well who’s comin’ with me?
I’m goin’ to hell for what?
For the murder of my enemies

Listen my rods talking, the one that I used in my last homi
When that ol’ dog it starts barkin’
It’ll rip you apart like a pack of wolves
Hell hounds on me I’m Rob Johnson
I got problems, we all got ’em
Where I’m from we don’t love each other
We love hate, we hate love

Though I remain guilty they ask me how I plead
Plead? I don’t plead to no man
I don’t get on my knees

I’m goin’ to hell oh well who’s comin’ with me?
I’m goin’ to hell for what?
For the murder of my enemies
I’m goin’ to hell oh well who’s comin’ with me?
I’m goin’ to hell for what?
For the murder of my enemies

Women and children die first
There’s no rules when we go to war
I owe a few mothers my first born
And my second born and my third born
Seems like I had a heart once
He died in my arms there was so much blood
I could smell his insides and I’ve smelled it everyday since
When his soul left
Now the scar tissue’s so thick on my wrist
And the torn up muscles in my neck
Time heals all wounds because time means death

Goin’ to hell, oh well
Who’s comin’
I’m goin’ to hell

Who gives a f***?

I’m goin’ to hell oh well who’s comin’ with me?
I’m goin’ to hell for what?
For the murder of my enemies

I’m goin’ to hell oh well who’s comin’ with me?
I’m goin’ to hell for what?
For the murder of my enemies