| You took it for granted, you thought | |
| I would leave | |
| Your friends were in the bar, you picked a fight | |
| You never expected that | |
| I was protected | |
| You never saw the danger in your sight | |
| In shock, your friends all around you | |
| See you lying in a pool of red | |
| It's quiet, the bar becomes silent | |
| They can't accept the fact that you're dead | |
| Rednecks, your friends all started crying | |
| Too bad they never realized | |
| Justice, my shotgun justice left you paralyzed | |
| You thought | |
| I had left but | |
| I went to my car | |
| I came back with my shotgun too | |
| Returned in a minute, | |
| I fired my rounds | |
| And now there's nothing left of you | |
| I never look for trouble, but if trouble comes around | |
| I've got the shortest fuse of any psychopath in town | |
| You should't talk to strangers, there might be a price to pay | |
| Too late to change your attitude you just got blown away | |
| Itchy trigger, finger | |
| I reacted instantly | |
| No one else will have to deal with your mentality | |
| A cancer on society, you'll pick no fights again | |
| You're just a mess of rotting flesh whose time has come my friend | |
| Life is just a memory, you got what you deserved | |
| You thought you were a tough guy, thought you'd get on someone's nerves | |
| Everybody left the bar, you called those traitors friends | |
| No one came to help you, no one came to your defense | |
| Your friends all learned a lesson, too bad it come too late | |
| Now they know the consequence of those of us who hate | |
| You stare blank at the ceilling, you forgot to close your eyes | |
| This is how a scumbag dies! |