Slam, cant 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 doesnt fucking get it Own, couldnt 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, its 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 dont fucking get it Sick, livid and my stomach aches
Rage, boiling over full of hate
Weak, worthless, spineless and were coming for you Run, hide, your time is coming
Hunt, find, walking a fine line
Run, hide, my time is coming
Hunt, find, Its just a matter of time, yeah Just like a storm rolling over
Rebellion is rising blazing the steeds
Dont 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, Its 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, Its just a matter of time