Jerome Chance - Call of Juarez: The Cartel Review lyrics

[Hook - Speaker Creature] (No more time for sleeping) In the game of high stakes, I do whatever takes Whatever it takes, whatever it takes Even when the day breaks, they do whatever it takes Whatever it takes, whatever it takes (I go hard 'til I'm beaten) Ain't no room for mistakes, but do whatever it takes Whatever it takes, whatever it takes Keep my mind on the chase and do whatever it takes Whatever it takes, whatever it takes [Verse 1] [Speaker Creature] (Dead or breathing, I'll bring you down) [Jerome Chance] Blame it on the game say it makes you look filthy Trying to throw salt cause your government's guilty [Speaker Creature] (Said I will hunt you down) [Jerome Chance] A game ain't gonna turn away no Mexico tourists Wrong target in sight like Plaxico Buress Think you go hard? My crew goes the hardest Down to Mexico to heed the Call of Juarez The cartel is flexing so its war on Mendoza Wrecking on Feds like they think we're supposed to Back the f** up s**er, you get lost What, you think I'm running b**h? U bi soft It's the new Wild West, you can put that sh** to rest New Sheriff in town, punk do your best f** a trial and a jury cause i am the law That's three strikes already, I've been keeping score The hammer, your chest and then to the floor I ain't gonna stop 'til you enter the morgue Long arm of the law, but even I'm sneaking Trust me with their lives, don't even try peeking Got their own agendas, but if they sly creeping Its them or me, get left to die leaking Do what it takes, make no mistakes, got AK bullets scattering Just let me concentrate, I'll perforate your whole anatomy [Hook] [Verse 2] [Speaker Creature] (Dead or breathing, I'll bring you down) [Jerome Chance] Has a good story, but bad vocal accents Techland's rendition of Mexicans and blacks, hmm? [Speaker Creature] (Said I will hunt you down) [Jerome Chance] Closed caption off too short or too long If you read what you say, how you get that sh** wrong? Partners online, drop in on the fly Drones or desperados tagging up with gang signs Go ahead and take cover, ain't no cover system Shot calling for your a**, so you better be listening Agent of justice, but I feel like I'm in jail For armed train robbery, I'm a shooter on rails And then I'll run for cover while they laying cover fire But all they do is hover while I help them to retire Team entry slow mo, kick in the door Then wave the four four bullet to the chest Missing is a no-no cause you know the rest Take it like a man, don't need no f**ing vest Bare knuckle, mother f**er, we can go hand-to-hand If you got the heater, you should pull it on demand I ain't Cole Phelps, so I cram to understand How you avoiding stray bullets get your head out the sand Ain't meant to be a driver, I get behind the wheel And like Maria Shriver, I get the raw deal It's horses and revolvers, I'm a Wild West fan This new school sh** like tumbleweed in the sand [Hook]