[VERSE 1: APACHE]

AYE IT'S THE CHOPPER GUNNER
THE BLADE RUNNER
FUCK YOUR GAMES THIS AIN'T THE SAME FUCKER
THE BLOOD SUCKA
CUT YOUR CORPSE UP WITH A PAPER CUTTER
MAKE YOU SUFFER
AYE, IT'S THE CHOPPER GUNNER

Y'ALL AIN'T BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

Y'ALL AIN'T BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

REST IN PIECE
SIX FEET DEEP
WATCH ME CREEP
LAY YOU INTO SLEEP
CRUISING IN MY JEEP
DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR SHIT BITCH
THIS THAT TRIPLE SIX SHIT
I TASTE BLOOD IN MY SPIT
I SEE BLOOD ON MY WRIST
Y'ALL ARE HYPOCRITES BITCH

[VERSE 2: DEPTH STRIDA]

MERCENARIES
SPLIT YOU IN A HALF AND MAKE THE SHIRT LOOK
FUCKING DIRTY
THIRTY ROUNDS WILL GET YOU DOWN AND YEAH I'M
VERY THIRSTY
FOR THE BLOOD OF BITCHES OH MY GOD PLEASE HAVE SOME
MERCENARIES
STRIDAWALKING IS MY BUSINESS
MERCENARIES CALL US MISFITS
PAY THE PRICE OR SAY GOOD BYE
TO YOUR DUMB LIFE I'M ONE A KIND
DECEASE YOUR TRIBE AND MAKE IT MINE AND
I DON'T CARE I THINK I'M FINE CUZ
YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS ON THE LINE SO
TAKE A STEP BACK READ THE SIGNS
BLOOD ON MY AIRFORCE
TAKE A BITCH INTERCOURSE
STRIDA GOING DAMN HARD
MERCENARIES IS THE SOURCE