Choose your weapon,
choose your weapon
The axe, good choice,
but tell us why's that?
Choose your weapon
The sword, good choice,
but tell us what for?
Choose your weapon
The knife, good choice,
but tell us why?
Choose your weapon
Unusu al,
fuck it, I choose some more
You're about to die so live a little,
extreme makeover
Give you chiseled features with a chisel
Pistol whip you, you get gun buffed
Swing nunchucks and strangle you
with a bit in the middle
You done fucked up,
I'm the father of lies
I'll ruin your dreams
and put ninja stars in your eyes
Carving the knives to give
you a forked tongue
Knock your teeth out like
they were full swans
When I uppercut ya
Got the initials in a four fingered
ring knuckle duster
Suspects you don't wanna scrap with
We have bare knuckle,
faster boxing matches
And I sustain enough
power in both lungs
that in a breath
I can shoot around the bullets
from blowguns
Shoot an arrow through an apple,
but not in your head
That Adam's apple you
got in your neck
But don't show em off,
use tools to disfigure your
face like Photoshop
Machete knives,
helicopter propeller sized
And I swing em as fast as pro
pellers when they fly
Nah, I need a bigger piece,
carry a handle attached to the
blade from a guillotine
An d with that, I've learned to kill
em' C -slicin' em' in half
at the point of perfect symmetry
Choose your weapon
The Gap, good choice,
but tell us, why's that?
Choose your weapon
Pitchfork, good choice,
but tell us, what for?
Choose your weapon
Deny it, good choice, but tell us, why?
Choose your weapon
I'm Fatality
Unusual, fuck it, I
choose em' all
Choose your weapon
I pick axes, ice axes,
ice picks and pickaxes,
flint daggers, anything jagged,
morning stars,
grip hammers and swing
mallets
the size of quarter stars,
torn in half in a second,
pick your weapons,
Smith & Wesson, 357, 7 Mac 11s,
about 8, 38s, 99s, 10
Mac 10s, your life will en d,
say hello to my big friends,
cuck you when you settle in,
try run away with them,
put you in a torture device
and make you default
9 inches, in the form of
I got knife tips, ice picks, knife sticks
What you got?
I'll bottle you with a Molotov
We set it off and never stop,
no flamethrower
I throw flames when I toss
petrol pots
Get some scrap rail,
a chain and attach nails
The wooden balls to
hand make flames
Construct shanks from
shards of shattered glass
And strangle you until you
start to look like an avatar
I'll turn your crew to human kebabs,
thick skewers
When I run with a spear
and stab it through em
Bitch don't close your eyes open wide
Them watches
I inject you with venom
and you slowly die
Choose your weapon
The bat, good choice,
but tell us why's that?
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Chainsaw, good choice,
but tell us what for?
Choose your weapon
The knife, good choice,
but tell us why?
Choose your weapon
Unusual, fuck it, I choose a move