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