| 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, HE | |
| LLYEAH 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 |