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The sound of a shotgun cocked

Means today you are fucked

A morning of mourning about to begin

A morning, this morning, you should have stayed in

The sound of a shotgun cocked

Means today you are fucked

Cold steel in my hands and joy in my eyes

Cold steel in my hands means it’s your day to die

I’m judge, I’m jury, black Friday bring delight

I’ll kill every stupid motherfucker in my sight

My currency is death and I’m open for trade

I’m judge, I’m jury, and I’m man made

Is your will in place, did you kiss your wife goodbye

It’s your last fucking chance, because today you die

Did you cease the fucking moment, notice the sunrise

It’s your last fucking chance, because today you die

The sound of a shotgun cocked

Means today you are fucked

A morning of mourning about to begin

A morning, this morning, you should have stayed in

The sound of a shotgun cocked

Means today you are fucked

Cold steel in my hands and joy in my eyes

Cold steel in my hands means it’s your day to die

When I drive by, people die

When I drive by, people die

When I drive by, people die

When I drive by, people die