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Right now I'm gunning and I'm gunning to get you

Your number come up and I won't take too long

I've contemplated and for so many reasons

With so much treason, it feels so right not wrong

Your numbers come up, and it's time for you to bleed for all

Your numbers come up

Hey God You're such an asshole it's time for you to fall

And I won't eat or sleep, till I find a way

I won't lie and I won't die, till I make you pay

And when we're all, going up, in a great display of dynamite

Which I'll ignite night, to make it all okay

Poetic justice, justice for all

I'll even the score, it's time to bust you up

And I don't care if I'm taken out

I'll fill this jacket up, with sticks and wicks right now

Your numbers come up, and it's time for you to bleed for all

Your numbers come up

Hey God you're such an asshole it's time for you to fall

And I won't eat or sleep, till I find a way

I won't lie and I won't die, Till I make you pay

And when we're all going up in a great display

Of dynamite which I'll ignite night, I'll make it all okay

Smite with dynamite

And I won't eat or sleep until I smite with dynamite

And I won't eat or sleep until I smite with dynamite

Poetic justice, justice for all

I'll even the score, it's time to light this up

Poetic justice, justice for all

For once and all, I'm here to whoop God's ass.