Putting up the boards, cops are at the door

They won't find the weapon cause i hid it in the floor

Hatchet on my back, i'll be swinging at the horde

(x2)

Storming the building, they cannot kill me

Sociopathic, i am unfeeling

Suit up for war, bullets won't stop me

Kill streak 60, you cannot top me

I'm a fly guy taking over your establishment

Bro can't do the job right, i'ma have to banish him

Posted in the alley where your family might vanish in

Springlocks tearing into bodies, ripping flesh

Bodies decomposing, they all smell like rotten fish

When they cut you, feel the agony and wish a quick death

Bloody lungs you will drown in, you won't know your last breath

You can try your hardest but nobody's gonna save her

Set off all the springlocks, you'll be doing us a favor

Body drop, watch your body fold like paper

Breathing in that bloody mist, i'm high off the vapor