Sin City

[Travis Scott] 10 a.m. it's west side bitch She see the glasses, so obvious Run from home, after tonight we up out of here Don't go home cause they just ran me up out of there All of those drunken nights then fuckin' every night She run her mouth, bu

What took so long to come to level 3? Oh, was it hard to finally find me? What could it take to turn you oh so bad? Was it me that wrecked your courage Cause your sentiment was had? Right here, all along Right here, in your skin Right here, waiting W

(Graham Parsons/Chris Hillman) This old town is filled with sin It'll swallow you in If you've got some money to burn Take it home right away You've got three years to pay And Satan is waiting his turn The scientists say it'll all wash away But we do

You're turning on your Terrorvision Channel One, Two, Three Only seeing what we're giving When you turn on me, that's destiny That when you turn me on, to burn in bed I'll plant a seed of violence into every little head (Say) Hail to the Freaks We go

Diamonds and dust Poor man last Rich man first Lamborghini's, caviar Dry martini's, Shangrila I got a burnin' feeling Deep inside of me It's a yearnin' But I'm gonna set it free In goin' in. To sin city I'm gonna win In sin city Where the lights are

THIS IS BLOOD FOR BLOOD AND BY THE GALLONS THESE ARE THE OLD DAYS, THE BAD DAYS THE ALL-OR-NOTHING DAYS - THEY'RE BACK! THERE'S NO CHOICES LEFT, AND I'M READY FOR WAR! AND I'M READY FOR WAR WE ARE BACK, BACK TO SHATTER ANY STUPID MOTHERFUCKER THAT'S

When the tracks are leading home to the limits of hell We'll yell, life sure is swell! In Sin City In the heat where the servants of silence dwell The visions of the wicked are sure to sell! In Sin City On the quickest strip goin', cum holy high roll

Gotta get, gotta get away Tank full of gas and I'm leavin' today Take the 5 to the 91 Hit the big G like a loaded gun The desert air dries the Tears as they fall but I I won't miss him, miss him at all Just under three hundred miles to go When I'm co