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Slam, can't touch this, we rule it with a clenched fist On top fuel with a death grip Judged by a weak little man with a pen in his hand And just doesn't fucking get it Own, couldn't stop us if you wanted to School, breaking knuckles with a ruler Done, no more emergence to dominate you Run, hide, your time is coming Hunt, find, walking a fine line Run, hide, my time is coming Hunt, find, it's just a matter of time Talk your shit and get some balls to back it Plague, Hellyeah coming with a vengeance Victim, by a weak little man with a gun in his hand And I don't fucking get it Sick, livid and my stomach aches Rage, boiling over full of hate Weak, worthless, spineless and we're coming for you Run, hide, your time is coming Hunt, find, walking a fine line Run, hide, my time is coming Hunt, find, It's just a matter of time, yeah Just like a storm rolling over Rebellion is rising blazing the steeds Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes Burned at the stake within me Warhead, payback, settle the score Run hide, your time is coming Hunt, find, walking a fine line Run hide, my time is coming Hunt destroy, It's just a matter of time Run hide, your time is coming Hunt, find, walking a fine line Run hide, my time is coming Hunt find, It's just a matter of time |