| Song | Potent |
| Artist | Genuflect |
| Album | The End of the World |
| 作曲 : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
| He’s got- He’s God- He’s got- He’s God- | |
| He’s got his eye on the prize | |
| One-five in the clip | |
| Walking the strip | |
| He’s out looking for kicks | |
| And he come rolling with a posse | |
| You don’t want to cross him | |
| No my friends, cuz he ain’t no friend at all | |
| He’s a big man | |
| He’s a real man | |
| Got a god damned gun (just like Uncle Sam) | |
| And when he grips it he’s omnipotent | |
| Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back- now get your hands up | |
| Fear the boom of the gun blast | |
| I make it rough | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back- now get your hands up | |
| Cuz when I grip it I am potent | |
| Gun in your mouth | |
| You’re staring death in the face | |
| You’re going down in the ground | |
| No way out of this place | |
| And he’ll be killing every last one | |
| Kill until it’s all gone | |
| No my friends, cuz he ain’t your friend at all | |
| He’s the real thing | |
| Carbon steel sting | |
| Got a god damned gun and it makes him King | |
| Cuz when he grips it he’s omnipotent | |
| Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back- now get your hands up | |
| Fear the boom of the gun blast | |
| I make it rough | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back- now get your hands up | |
| Cuz when I grip it I am potent | |
| Get em up- get back, now get your hands up | |
| Cuz when I grip it I am potent- | |
| I’m making them all - fall - down | |
| And now your life is on the line | |
| And now your ass is on the line | |
| Here we go now- Here we go now- | |
| Cock that gun back | |
| Go on; get ready- get ready for war | |
| I back up suckers when I sling | |
| Go on; get ready- get ready for war | |
| I make em suffer when I slay | |
| I don’t need anybody | |
| I don’t need anyone | |
| I’ve got my motivation | |
| And I’ve got my gun | |
| Go on, get ready- get ready for war | |
| I back up suckers when I sling | |
| Go on, get ready- get ready for war | |
| I make em suffer when I slay |
| zuò qǔ : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
| He' s got He' s God He' s got He' s God | |
| He' s got his eye on the prize | |
| Onefive in the clip | |
| Walking the strip | |
| He' s out looking for kicks | |
| And he come rolling with a posse | |
| You don' t want to cross him | |
| No my friends, cuz he ain' t no friend at all | |
| He' s a big man | |
| He' s a real man | |
| Got a god damned gun just like Uncle Sam | |
| And when he grips it he' s omnipotent | |
| Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back now get your hands up | |
| Fear the boom of the gun blast | |
| I make it rough | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back now get your hands up | |
| Cuz when I grip it I am potent | |
| Gun in your mouth | |
| You' re staring death in the face | |
| You' re going down in the ground | |
| No way out of this place | |
| And he' ll be killing every last one | |
| Kill until it' s all gone | |
| No my friends, cuz he ain' t your friend at all | |
| He' s the real thing | |
| Carbon steel sting | |
| Got a god damned gun and it makes him King | |
| Cuz when he grips it he' s omnipotent | |
| Sends em off like sheep to the slaughter | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back now get your hands up | |
| Fear the boom of the gun blast | |
| I make it rough | |
| Get em up | |
| Get back now get your hands up | |
| Cuz when I grip it I am potent | |
| Get em up get back, now get your hands up | |
| Cuz when I grip it I am potent | |
| I' m making them all fall down | |
| And now your life is on the line | |
| And now your ass is on the line | |
| Here we go now Here we go now | |
| Cock that gun back | |
| Go on get ready get ready for war | |
| I back up suckers when I sling | |
| Go on get ready get ready for war | |
| I make em suffer when I slay | |
| I don' t need anybody | |
| I don' t need anyone | |
| I' ve got my motivation | |
| And I' ve got my gun | |
| Go on, get ready get ready for war | |
| I back up suckers when I sling | |
| Go on, get ready get ready for war | |
| I make em suffer when I slay |