For Our Kind

I got the music for the club to get them wobbling
Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin
No time for squabbling
With the muzzle of the gun your life is done
Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them
Snipers on the church roof ain't a match for my 50 cal
I'm bullet proof I quickly take them out
You better pay attention
Did I mention
I took out each and every one of your henchmen
There's a lesson to learn in life
That when your time's up you get to burn and die
It's your turn to burn and die
I rip your soul out of your flesh
Throw you in the spider webs
I suggest igniting the lighter fluid on you with fighter jets

I got the music for the club to get them wobbling
Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin
No time for squabbling
With the muzzle of the gun your life is done
Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them

I get the merk with the Mossberg
When they lurk in the cross-hairs
That's where I do the boss work
Toss and turn in your sleep you may never wake
I make all your bones break
I see you scream in your dreams like you're drowning
Then awake to the fate of the M2 Browning
Bullets pounding your heart out of your chest
Making a mess out of your surroundings
It's a profound thing
I need a new crown
T Corpse mother fucking sound king

I got the music for the club to get them wobbling
Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin
No time for squabbling
With the muzzle of the gun your life is done
Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them
I got the music for the club to get them wobbling
Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin
No time for squabbling
With the muzzle of the gun your life is done
Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them