Lyrics

Shhh There he goes, tonight's man The one who's putting gods smile back upon my hands The plan this evening is hiding behind leaves and brush Quiet the breathing hush wait for the right time to rush Grab your man by the forehead, slid the device across his throat I'll hold him tight while he chokes, 8, 9, count to 10 drop the body rip the pockets Come ups, cash and plastic wrapped rockets, hey mister mister you think that you're the shit But you looked really funny when you felt your tendon rip There's a thin line between fire and fear, hey mister never should have set your shop up here Cause I've been thumpin' chumps that push dumps to zombie tree stumps Big man on the avenue becomes mommy's little speed bump And this punk was easy, must've hated spinach And the pigs all smiled they never like you to begin with Ain't trying to be the man no more, cause I'm a man now About to take your crew to war, I got a plan now I'm used to blood and death outgrew the gut wrench So tell the devil I said fuck him when he finds you on the bus bench