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 d**h in the face You're going down in the ground No way out of this place And he'll be k**ing every last one k** 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 a** is on the line Here we go now- Here we go now- co*k that gun back Go on; get ready- get ready for war I back up s**ers 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 s**ers when I sling Go on, get ready- get ready for war I make em suffer when I slay