Cruger - Weapon Of Choice lyrics

Choose your weapon! Choose your weapon! The axe; good choice! but tell us, why's that!? Choose your weapon! The sword; good choice! but tell us, what for? Choose your weapon! The knife; good choice! but tell us, why? Choose your weapon! Unusual, f** it I choose them all! You're about to die so live a little Extreme makeover Give you chiseled-features with a chisel! Pistol-whip you, you'll get gun-bucked swing nunchuks And strangle you with the bit in the middle You done f**ed up, I'm the father of lies I ruin your dreams and put ninja stars in your eyes! Carving the knife to give you a fork-tongue! Knock your teeth out like they were false ones! When I uppercut ya' Got the initials in a four fingered ring knuckle duster! Suspects you don't wanna' scrap with; We have bare knuckle duster boxing matches! And I sustain enough power in both lungs That in a breath I can shoot around the bullets from blow guns Shoot an arrow through an apple, but not on your head; The adam's apple you got in your neck! We got guns! But don't show them off Use tools to disfigure your face like photoshop! Machete knives, helicopter propeller sized And I swing them as fast as propellers when they fly! Naaa! I need a bigger piece Carry a handle attached to the blade from a guillotine And with that I've learned to k** MC's Slicing them in half at the point of perfect symmetry Choose your weapon! The gat; good choice! but tell us, why's that!? Choose your weapon! Pitchfork; good choice! but tell us, what for? Choose your weapon! The knife; good choice! but tell us, why? Choose your weapon! Unusual, f** it I choose them all! I pick axes, ice axes, ice picks and pick axes Flint daggers, anything jagged Morning stars Grip hammers and swing mallets the size of quarter stars Get torn in half in a second, pick your weapon; Smith and Wesson, .357 Seven Mac11's about eight .38's Nine nine's ten Mac 10's your life will end! Say hello to my big friend Cut you a new set of limbs; try run away with them! Put you in a torture device And make you deep throat nine inches, in the form of a knife! I've got nice tits, ice picks nice dicks What you got!? I'll bottle you with a molotov!!! We set it off and never stop, no flame thrower; I throw flames when I toss petrol bombs! Get some scrap rail, a chain and attach nails {The wooden balls} the hand made flail! Construct shanks from shards of shattered gla** And strangle you until you start to look like an avatar! And turn your crew into human kebab stick skewers; When I run with a spear and stab it through them! b**h don't close your eyes Open wide and watch as I inject you with venom and you slowly die! Choose your weapon! The bat; good choice! but tell us, why's that!? Choose your weapon! Chainsaw; good choice! but tell us, what for? Choose your weapon! The knife; good choice! but tell us, why? Choose your weapon! Unusual, f** it I choose them all!