[Intro]
Yippee-ki-yay motherfucker
You really think you have a chance against us Mr. Cowboy

[Verse 1: Mr. Grey]
I be that debt owed
Deck em out black booze
Stagger out
Plane crash
Lesson to smashing
Now I'm combing traffic
Stolen mic and a muscle car
Martian went at with a .44
Just a crazed caveman who came and settled the score
My odds beat the
Barrel of a gun
Hotter than hell
That's all a flare stare
Just a son of the sun
Surviving of me is the ride full I cease
Solitaire unravels
A masterpiece
The clones roam cattle prone underneath the streets
They under the radar
Underground in my tea
I'm a combat zone
Less is learned for the years
I burn buried a urn
Shape-shift the microchips learn
I'm made in my prime while you safe in your cellphone
I'm raiding your shelves
I'm burning your house down
Play somebody else
This shit be easy to me
I got no reason to leave
I'm four and I unless you died
Then you finally free

[Hook: Mr. Grey]
You better kill me or I'mma kill
Put a pistol in your pants now what the fuck you gonna do
My past has painted scars
I've been through hell then I knew why
I die hard
Die hard (x2)
This ain't a game, I don't play
Die hard (x2)
It's a good day to die
Die hard

[Verse 2: Slaine]
All these years I've been hungry when I could've been fed
Cut up and bled
And it's obvious I should've been dead
But probably it's me in the lobby with the wobbly wheel
In the chair with the gin cup singing "Bobby be real"
With the gin tucked in the front seat of an automobile
Hobbling out of a 'rarri getting shot in the heel
It took me a long time to see my problem was real
And this alcoholic goblin probably caused him to steal
That Ozzy Osbourne teal
I'm like the Prince of the Dark
I had the madness in me ever since I drink in the park
Thinking I'm smart bitch and yayo with a link in his pocket
Numbing my teeth and beef I had a pension to start
I'm on the street cheese
I'm an indestructible beast
High on PCP driving like a buck in the streets
Thinking I'm fine with the loaded nine
Tucked in the seat
Fuck the police I'm dying to kick the bucket at least

[Hook: Mr. Grey]
You better kill me or I'mma kill
Put a pistol in your pants now what the fuck you gonna do
My past has painted scars
I've been through hell then I knew why
I die hard
Die hard (x2)
This ain't a game, I don't play
Die hard (x2)
It's a good day to die
Die hard


[Verse 3: ClockworC]
Been taking
He been acting a fool
But I pull that card of death and yes
I tell him the plane of Zole
Every time I get my tarot read I can't choose
I'mma loose cannon abandon all of your hope
I choke your veins
And slam a grandma
My hammering into cope
I take apeshit
Bringing it into crowds for entertainment
Maiming this production like it jumped in my gorilla pit
Feeling this
My boss throws pistol whips to the head of a silly bitch
Chili spit
My mic look like it's dipped in liquid nitrogen
Spiker sips like drip
Kool-aid how delicious
I get and I'll make it through them uprights
With laces in
My meaner green hoes who rob these [?] hoes
And bobs to fill jobs when dropped to nine volts
But nope that's not all
You be deep butt deep but the clock don't stop ya
Dr. Claw but I need ya to get me one time like chicken pox
You chicken hawks
I eat you squawking but ain't ready for this war
I'm at your door
And i'm burning up everything you've ever loved and more die!


[Hook: Mr. Grey]
You better kill me or I'mma kill
Put a pistol in your pants now what the fuck you gonna do
My past has painted scars
I've been through hell then I knew why
I die hard
Die hard (x2)
This ain't a game, I don't play
Die hard (x2)
It's a good day to die
Die hard