Contractor

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Chopping lines in international sand Feeding blood junkie habits of the elephant man Quench his thirst with black water rising Executive outcomes on a burning horizon [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, motherfucker, let's take a ride We're rolling Route Irish Someone has got to die Trick or treat, it's IEDs So, roll the dice as we leave, 'Cause it's eight miles of pure luck With more bang for Sam's buck [Chorus] Guaran-fucking-teed Someone will bleed Guaran-fucking-teed Someone will bleed [Verse 2] Privatize to conceal all the lies Big business is booming like it's the Fourth of July No need for all the formalities Jump the kangaroo courts and plant the lynching trees [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, motherfucker, let's take a ride Running red lights in a green zone Someone has got to die Hidden Aegis, nothing here to see So, load the dice for me, please And let's snort the bottom line Crude cashed into refined [Chorus] Guaran-fucking-teed Just sign the deed Guaran-fucking-teed Someone will bleed [Bridge] (Someone has got to die) Ours is not to reason why Ours is but to do if the pay rate's right Black liquid assets, fuck the Mujahideen Paint their picket fences red with the American dream Lay the heavy hammer down, get the job done right Jacked up and clocked in into a firefight Covert reactions, and you never saw me A glass parking lot in the American dream, yeah [Breakdown] They all die Fucking murder [Chorus] Guaran-fucking-teed Someone will bleed Guaran-fucking-teed [Outro] Lay the heavy hammer down, get the job done right Jacked up and clocked in into a firefight Covert reactions, and you never saw me A glass parking lot in the American dream