Once upon a time in the land of the necks
Where the streets are paved with over layed bricks
If you don't look the same than your fair game
But the wild inside can never be tamed
And they never will a soft deal, good for the thrill
Punk ass motherfucker time to act cause I never chill
Blood on the ground, no remains, never fails
Punk fools, never know what hit em
All the poor been too drunk to trying to hit me
For the form, do you still didn't get me
Drip it in the air with every nice slammed stand back, it didn't would face me
Out of the window
I saw the shotgun at that moment they thought that I'd run
But it didn't happen'
So the necks were snappin' and the rag fell down upon them by the dust
Die! (fuck!)
Die! (die!)
Fuck! (die!)
Die! (fuck!)
Die! (die!)
Fuck! (die!)
Die! Fuck! Die!
(It's my trench) run for the step
(Step going) I'll try to form the serial
(Three time) I search for all the three
(This goal) make part of me
Part of
Part me
Part of me!
Part me, part of me
Feel the job, part of me
Part me, part of me
