He's got- He's God- He's got- He's God-
He's got his eye on the prize
One-five in the clip
Walking the strip
He's out looking for kicks
And he come rolling with a posse
You don't want to cross him
No my friends, cuz he ain't no friend at all
He's a big man
He's a real man
Got a god damned gun (just like Uncle Sam)
And when he grips it he's omnipotent
Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter
Get em up
Get back- now get your hands up
Fear the boom of the gun blast
I make it rough
Get em up
Get back- now get your hands up
Cuz when I grip it I am potent
Gun in your mouth
You're staring d**h in the face
You're going down in the ground
No way out of this place
And he'll be k**ing every last one
k** until it's all gone
No my friends, cuz he ain't your friend at all
He's the real thing
Carbon steel sting
Got a god damned gun and it makes him King
Cuz when he grips it he's omnipotent
Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter
Get em up
Get back- now get your hands up
Fear the boom of the gun blast
I make it rough
Get em up
Get back- now get your hands up
Cuz when I grip it I am potent
Get em up- get back, now get your hands up
Cuz when I grip it I am potent-
I'm making them all - fall - down
And now your life is on the line
And now your a** is on the line
Here we go now- Here we go now-
co*k that gun back
Go on; get ready- get ready for war
I back up s**ers when I sling
Go on; get ready- get ready for war
I make em suffer when I slay
I don't need anybody
I don't need anyone
I've got my motivation
And I've got my gun
Go on, get ready- get ready for war
I back up s**ers when I sling
Go on, get ready- get ready for war
I make em suffer when I slay