[Verse 1]

Tore the semi, Mr. Shush, I'm Steve Buscemi

Buckshots came flyin' out the black Benelli

Hugo Boss uniforms for the Storm Troopers

Diversion, turpentine in the Secret Service

Single Bullet Theory drop-tops on the Lincoln

Throat shot, head pop, twin shells sinkin'

Out the gate with the Luger model P08

Waffe [???], the Russian made [???]

[???], missiles out of Peenemünde

Back at the base they brief me on the cryogenics

Souls turn gold, underworld alchemist

Cobra, beat supreme, Spartan soldier

Blow the whole spot, Murrah Building, Oklahoma

Pistols jam, revolvers spin real clean

I come clean, brains in the Oval Office

Launch rockets, too late no stoppage

[Chorus x2]

(Gunshots) Firepower, shurikens cut though, zero hour

Just a bunch of damn clones, veni vidi vici

Watch me summon the toad, I'm Gamakichi

[Verse 2]

Gunpowder hands, grassy no hit squadron

The camo, fatal shots outs the Carcano

Brains on suede, the stage just can't remove me

Pump shotty with the shades, I'm Duke Nukem

I Judge Dredd 'em, my eyes see in Tesla vison

Liars, your whole team the Warren Commission

Portal escape, Babushka Lady in the Plaza

Drop kicks in the pit, this is Sparta

My shit's lava, magma out of [???]

Wreck the 'Rari, my armoured Jeep's on safari

Hunt rappers, head top 'em with the camel musket

In the cellar with the rope, I'm Colonel Mustard

Bell & Howell Director Series Zoomatic

8 Milli' caught the end like a doomed planet

It stays managed, compartmentalised data

Leave you breathing deep in the mask, you Lord Vader

[Chorus x2]

(Gunshots) Firepower, shurikens cut though, zero hour

Just a bunch of damn clones, veni vidi vici

Watch me summon the toad, I'm Gamakichi