Slam!
Can't 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 doesn't fucking get it
Own, couldn't 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, it's just a matter of time
Talk your shit, and get some balls to back it
Plague, hell yeah coming with a vengeance
Victim, by a weak little man with a gun in his hand
And I don't fucking get it
Sick, livid and my stomach aches
Rage, boiling over, full of hate
Weak, worthless, spineless and we're coming for you
Run, hide, your time is coming
Hunt, find, walking a fine line
Run, hide, my time is coming
Hunt, find, It's just a matter of time
Just like a storm rolling over,
Rebellion is rising, blazing the steeds,
Don't 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 find, It's just a matter of run hide