Flashbang through my window yeah
One hell of an intro yeah
Burn my armor till my skin show yeah
Way to get out of limbo yeah
Prove you right that I'm sinful, what?
But I'm moving to your tempo, sheesh
Bloody Sunday to the temple yeah
Anything for the 10-4
Slow-ow-ow-ow down I need to
Slow-ow-ow-ow down
Slow-mo can be tricky like that
Word to the 'gram, it ain't pretty like that
In one year, hit two deer all the paper seared
1099 'fore my soul came back
Nicotine. One long pull like a limousine
Lungs like hickory. Smoked by some hypocrites
I'm burnt out, they told me the lake of fire was meant for me
High from the pain of them not caring bout my innocence
What you think about that that that that?
What you think about that that that that?
What you think about that that that that?
What you think about that that that that?
What then is the cost of victory?
"Your life in me inside my distillery
This new wine right here will make history"
What you think about that that that that?
Slow-ow-ow-ow down I need to
Slow-ow-ow-ow