I got tools to mow down everybody
I got triggers waiting
I got plans to take out everybody
I know where they're hiding
I got sights set on a few
That need to be addressed
When I run it through my head
It ends a bloody mess, yeah
Sick of all the people
Running up and down my back
Better to eliminate them
Than have a heart attack
Everybody on my case
Had better step aside
When I think I've had enough
You all better run and hide, yeah
I'm past the point of no return
I'm past the point of no return
I'm past the point of no return
I'm past the point of no return
I got tools to mow down everybody
I got triggers pulled
I've begun to take out everybody
They're no longer hiding
I hit sights among a few
No longer need addressed
When I run it through my head
It looks just like this
Sick of all the people
Running up and down my back
Better to eliminate them
I'm past the point of no return
I'm past the point of no return
I'm past the point of no return
I'm past the point of no return
I've got tools to mow you down
I've got plans to take you out
I've got sights set on a few
When I run it through my f**in' head