You're safe in your home,
You're safe yet all alone,
Violence transcends your bank account,
You crawl, you beg,
You're climbing up my leg,
Mercy comes in most finite amounts
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
You think your life cannot be criticised,
Your wealth obscures your mortal eyes,
Your hopes are schemes and every rock star's dreams,
Are weapons in a war to socialise
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
You're safe, secure,
Well I wouldn't be so sure,
Violence is neither good nor bad,
You scream, you shout,
I turn your insides out,
This is the last f*ck you'll ever have
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
J Church - The Versace Killer Lyrics
J Church - The Versace Killer Lyrics
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You're safe in your home,
You're safe yet all alone,
Violence transcends your bank account,
You crawl, you beg,
You're climbing up my leg,
Mercy comes in most finite amounts
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
You think your life cannot be criticised,
Your wealth obscures your mortal eyes,
Your hopes are schemes and every rock star's dreams,
Are weapons in a war to socialise
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
You're safe, secure,
Well I wouldn't be so sure,
Violence is neither good nor bad,
You scream, you shout,
I turn your insides out,
This is the last f*ck you'll ever have
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
You're safe yet all alone,
Violence transcends your bank account,
You crawl, you beg,
You're climbing up my leg,
Mercy comes in most finite amounts
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
You think your life cannot be criticised,
Your wealth obscures your mortal eyes,
Your hopes are schemes and every rock star's dreams,
Are weapons in a war to socialise
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still
You're safe, secure,
Well I wouldn't be so sure,
Violence is neither good nor bad,
You scream, you shout,
I turn your insides out,
This is the last f*ck you'll ever have
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
Everybody looks like an easy kill,
Standing in Miami with a $100 bill,
When I run, I'm caught standing still