[Verse 1: ILL Bill]

Down-trodden and rock bottom

My mind's rotten, I'm a goblin

With shotguns and vodka I'm a problem

White devil caucasoid mutant

Built to destroy humans

Fuck love, give me guns, I enjoy shooting

Columbine, chaos and fury, lyrics and mayhem

Witches of Salem congregate on a mission for Satan

Ain't these recipes for treachery

The system is tainted

Linked to destiny, the rest of me religion and hatred

Rather be risen in flames than be driven insane

Living in pain, my brain sizzling in the drizzling rain

Whisper insane thoughts, echoes and loss

Lepers and Whores, desperate remorse

My epitaph etched in the walls, I'm lost

Between green Hell and betrayal, we fell

But if we social hopefully we'll prevail

Compared to who I once was I'm a shell

Broken into so many pieces I fell

I need some motherfucking help



[Verse 2: Slaine]

I'm like a lone wolf, hungry on a mission to feast

Fixing to eat, with the blood of sheep dripping from teeth

Perdition is brief, void of any Christian beliefs

Pied piper with the power never skipping a beat

One eyed sniper in the tower with his grip on his heat

Got the cure for vile planet sick with the seed

Reload and unload, empty out the clip and repeat

A puzzle of a picture of war missing a piece

Belligerent thoughts, cold-hearted, frigid and raw

Visions of violent blizzards, rhythms, incisions and swords

Misery's company, gun clappers give them applause

Rivers of saliva slither where living is choice

Snake tongue, with the Tyson lisp on the late great Young

Sonny Liston with the same hunger that'd eat Pun

In a staircase drinking straight rum

With my face numb, trapped in this place I can't escape from



[Verse 3: Sick Jacken]

I'm vicious with dope and the bitches that keep me from riches

The drinking and [?] keeps me at war with the misses

I'm doing my dirt solo and avoiding the witness

You never know when rats will get all in your business

We're paranoid in this world of straight menace, sick Guinness

With that in a scene is straight tremendous

See it through eyes as [?] while people die

That is why we've been shit the entire time

Post-traumatic stress disorder gets the hood vets too

Near death with no vests true

Old cesspool will black and [?] you out

Of fresh jewels, tucked money and limp shoes

We choose this, even civilians got hits

Payback from way back like Arabs resist

Got the itch to blow up this bitch for real

In the post-war prank got glitched

I need help