FIGHT LIKE DOGS

Ask the pussy how it taste with my fist in his face
Drop dead need no lead in the street your body lay
Fuck-fuck out my way, pussy boy get put to waste
Catch a fade tuck your chain in the dirt you will remain

Ask the pussy how it taste with my fist in his face
Drop dеad need no lead in the street your body lay
Fuck-fuck out my way, pussy boy get put to wastе
Catch a fade tuck your chain in the dirt you will remain

Ready up, read up, fight like dogs go belly up
Psycho schizophrenia, I got mania, beat that belly up
Cut off my tongue as I throw it away
Bring that rage from the cage with the
Mage in the cloak in your face
Casting bolts to the base let me send it away
As the thunder bolts crash to the cage better brace
Ready up, read up, fight like dogs go belly up
Psycho schizophrenia, I got mania, beat that belly up

Throw it away I won't hesitate
We run up the fade one hell of a day
The song of a gun I be gunning for fun
Put the Glock to my waste and I boom
Like a bass I'm running and gunning, but I can't set my sight
Never leave it up under the vest, I bust my pipe
Every demon I summon I get a little eye sight
Better sink in the venom when I can bite Mike Tys'

Cranium-cranium, crack like Kane no stadium
Echo rings I light them up
Blood runs down my face, I clean it up
Bringing the mania right to your door
As I pull up the mask to your face
To the floor feel the energy darken
And swallow you whole you are
Nothing but flesh for I've taken your soul
Cranium-cranium, crack like Kane no stadium
Echo rings I light them up
Blood runs down my face, I clean it up

Ask the pussy how it taste with my fist in his face
Drop dead need no lead in the street your body lay
Fuck-fuck out my way, pussy boy get put to waste
Catch a fade tuck your chain in the dirt you will remain