The Poacher
I don't hunt in darkness
I take them
In the brightest of days
Take them
in the brightest of days
And you will
Never expect it
Aiming with a one eyed gaze
The excitement is rising
Should I pull the trigger now
It seems so tantalizing
Locked and loaded
There's no runnin'
I will deliver the violence
I will
I will deliver the pain
I will
I'll make you suffer in silence
I will
I'll make you struggle and strain
I hear you begging for mercy
But I'm not listening
I'm gonna skin you alive
And then I'll stuff up your hide
And then I'll put on a show
So motha fucka
Let's go
You wake up bound and tired
Confusions all over your face
Confusions all over your face
You see more bodies before you
Hanging in my trophy case
"Do you like what you see"
It's about to be your turn
"Are we more than beast"
Hush now baby
Don't you say a word
I will deliver the violence
I will
I will deliver the pain
I will
I'll make you suffer in silence
I will
I'll make you struggle and strain
I hear you begging for mercy
But I'm not listening
I'm gonna skin you alive
And then I'll stuff up your hide
And then I'll put on a show
So motha fucka
Let's go
I take them
In the brightest of days
Take them
in the brightest of days
And you will
Never expect it
Aiming with a one eyed gaze
The excitement is rising
Should I pull the trigger now
It seems so tantalizing
Locked and loaded
There's no runnin'
I will deliver the violence
I will
I will deliver the pain
I will
I'll make you suffer in silence
I will
I'll make you struggle and strain
I hear you begging for mercy
But I'm not listening
I'm gonna skin you alive
And then I'll stuff up your hide
And then I'll put on a show
So motha fucka
Let's go
You wake up bound and tired
Confusions all over your face
Confusions all over your face
You see more bodies before you
Hanging in my trophy case
"Do you like what you see"
It's about to be your turn
"Are we more than beast"
Hush now baby
Don't you say a word
I will deliver the violence
I will
I will deliver the pain
I will
I'll make you suffer in silence
I will
I'll make you struggle and strain
I hear you begging for mercy
But I'm not listening
I'm gonna skin you alive
And then I'll stuff up your hide
And then I'll put on a show
So motha fucka
Let's go
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Writer(s): Duke Palakiko
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