​Point that gun at your own fucking head
A coward behind his ten bullet friend
Distribute a daily dose of terror
I don't care if you're scared, I want to see you quiver

A king amongst common men, is how you see yourself
Too busy with the agenda to see the ones that need your help
Glorified thug stomping out your own law
Numb to it after a few years on the job
That piece of plastic, makes you above the rest
Double tap, to get through your vest

I won't be another fucking victim
Pull you up by the roots and be through with you

As we approach the final hour, you cower, you shout, I'm louder, as you realizе it's just a matter of time beforе you're mine

Serving justice with your gun and your fist
Turn the world into a global fucking prison
Fear created by just a presence
In a cell or on the street, there's no difference

I'll have to scrape you off the bottom of my boot
By the time that I decide I'm done with you
Let this mark the very first time
That the Rats, overcame the Swine
Purge