WWIII
WWIII in the land of the free,
Our apologies to your democracy...
We're giving a new meaning to the word Liberty,
And we're taking back our loans from the trinity.
We're the raceless, faceless, nameless, shameless
Walking eyesores that litter up your streets...
We flip your f****** burgers, we commit your murders,
We're the idiots that dig your ditches deep.
Don't even try and hide,
'Cos you can't outrun our guns...
Good morning m***********,
Judgment Day has come.
It's WWIII in the land of the free,
Our apologies to your democracy...
We'll except your life as currency,
Towards the debt you haven't paid..
WWIII in the land of the free,
We're storming the gates of your suburban homes...
We're waving the flag of "Parental Advisory",
Our battle cry is blasting out of your speaker cones.
We watched you get fat from the loads strapped to our backs,
For the bloodshed now, you can only blame yourself...
Freedom has a cost, and now yours is lost,
We don't need handouts, 'cos we're taking it ourselves.
We can hardly wait,
To start spilling your blood...
We won't rest until,
Your face down in the mud.
It's WWIII in the land of the free,
Our apologies to your democracy...
We'll except your life as currency,
Towards the debt you haven't paid..
WWIII in the land of the free,
Our apologies to your democracy...
We're giving a new meaning to the word Liberty,
And we're taking back our loans from the trinity.
We're the raceless, faceless, nameless, shameless
Walking eyesores that litter up your streets...
We flip your f****** burgers, we commit your murders,
We're the idiots that dig your ditches deep.
Don't even try and hide,
'Cos you can't outrun our guns...
Good morning m***********,
Judgment Day has come.
It's WWIII in the land of the free,
Our apologies to your democracy...
We'll except your life as currency,
Towards the debt you haven't paid..
WWIII in the land of the free,
We're storming the gates of your suburban homes...
We're waving the flag of "Parental Advisory",
Our battle cry is blasting out of your speaker cones.
We watched you get fat from the loads strapped to our backs,
For the bloodshed now, you can only blame yourself...
Freedom has a cost, and now yours is lost,
We don't need handouts, 'cos we're taking it ourselves.
We can hardly wait,
To start spilling your blood...
We won't rest until,
Your face down in the mud.
It's WWIII in the land of the free,
Our apologies to your democracy...
We'll except your life as currency,
Towards the debt you haven't paid..