He's got his eye on the prize One-five in the clip Walking the strip He's out looking for kicks And he come rolling with a posse You don't want to cross him No my friends, cuz he ain't no friend at all He's a big man He's a real man Got a god damned gun (just like Uncle Sam) And when he grips it he's omnipotent Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter
Get em up Get back- now get your hands up Fear the boom of the gun blast I make it rough Get em up Get back- now get your hands up Cuz when I grip it I am potent
Gun in your mouth You're staring death in the face You're going down in the ground No way out of this place And he'll be killing every last one Kill until it's all gone No my friends, cuz he ain't your friend at all He's the real thing Carbon steel sting Got a god damned gun and it makes him King Cuz when he grips it he's omnipotent Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter
Get em up Get back- now get your hands up Fear the boom of the gun blast I make it rough Get em up Get back- now get your hands up Cuz when I grip it I am potent Get em up- get back, now get your hands up Cuz when I grip it I am potent- I'm making them all - fall - down
And now your life is on the line And now your ass is on the line Here we go now- Here we go now- Cock that gun back
Go on; get ready- get ready for war I back up suckers when I sling Go on; get ready- get ready for war I make em suffer when I slay
I don't need anybody I don't need anyone I've got my motivation And I've got my gun
Go on, get ready- get ready for war I back up suckers when I sling Go on, get ready- get ready for war I make em suffer when I slayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
