Undead Slayer
Put You In The DIrt
[Chorus: Charlie]
Gun on the hip
Hand on the grip
Look what I did
The hand is not stiff

[Verse 1: Undead]
Don’t tempt me, not scared to put you in the dirt
Make you feel some real pain, feel some real hurt
Do it to every single one of you
Not alone, got Charlie coming too
We ain’t scared to fucking bury you
Feel that fire, the heat, the pyre?
Angel you see is the Devil admired
It’ll end like a voice in the choir
I’ll kill you all, I ain't-a fucking liar
Coming down to this, I’ma hold out
That’s why most bitches are sold out
God had a vision, the vision was me
Hold my knife to my chest every second that I breathe
Holy Ghost won’t help even if you say please
Cause it’s the only thing I motherfucking got
Cause I’m Un-fucking-dead, you’re motherfucking not
Got a motherfucking gun, the motherfucker’s cocked
Put it to a motherfuckers head till a motherfucker drops
[Chorus: Charlie]
Gun on the hip
Hand on the grip
Look what I did
The hand is not stiff

[Verse 2: Charlie]
Not afraid to pull the fucking trigger
Trigger travel faster than an organ in your body
Feeling so invincible, feel like no one can stop me
Feel like I am powerful enough to drop you
Aim at your head, and at your top fool
Doing this shit, show no remorse
You are my student and I am the teacher
I'm in the game you were sitting in the bleacher
Don't give a fuck, my music, gives you seizures
Your girl doesn't even want you, over here giving slayer pleasures
Were not alone
Don't call my phone
I am unavailable, you are a drone
You are a pussy, you have to postpone
Eat your lies, like a cone
Don't try to change your tone
Break your face, break your bones

[Chorus: Charlie]
Gun on the hip
Hand on the grip
Look what I did
The hand is not stiff
[Bridge: Undead]
Put you in the dirt, p-p-put you in the dirt
Put you in the dirt, p-p-put you in the dirt
Put you in the dirt, now it’s your time to die
Put you in the dirt, p-p-put you in the dirt
Put you in the dirt, p-p-put you in the dirt
Put you in the dirt, now it’s your time to die

[Chorus: Charlie]
Gun on the hip
Hand on the grip
Look what I di
The hand is not stiff

[Outro: Undead]
Now it’s your time to die