Stand UP.
Hands in tha air.
Tear in the eye.
We gonna take it there.
Cuz tonight somebody's gonna die.


I heard their sendin out a virus...
So I'll write my words down on papyrus...
Bring out the cypress...
We're gettin lit up more than the sun rays left off by Osiris...
It's a war goin on outside
Ain't no where to run
Ain't no place to hide
Sooner or later you and them will collide
Odds won't be in our favor
No matter the behavior
Behold!!! It's the one who turns bodies cold
AKA "The Slayer"
Got mothers callin for Jesus Christ, Lord and Savior
With one prayer
That didn't get answered too soon...
Full moon
Out is the squad and platoon

RED LIGHT
DEAD FIGHT
AIM AT THE HEAD TYPE
GET MEDALS OF HONOR THE NEXT NIGHT
WAR PROPAGANDA AND HYPE


Pushin is the invisible hand
We're in high demand
Bring the white tee and Timb's in...
BANG!! BANG!!
White T-shirt is now crimson




Sting.

Death over bitches, bullets, and bling