Lyrics
Slam!
Can't touch this
We rule it with a clenched fist
On top fuel with a death grip
Judged by a weak little man
With a pen in his hand
That just doesn't fucking get it
Old, couldn't stop us if you wanted to
School, breaking knuckles with a ruler
Done, no more
Emergence, to dominate you
Run, hide
Your time is coming
Hunt, find
Walking a fine line
Run, hide
My time is coming
Hunt, find
It's just a matter of time
Talk your shit
And get some balls to back it
Pain, Hell Yeah coming
With a vengeance
Beat down by a weak little man
With a gun in his hands
And I don't fucking care
Sick, livid and my stomach aches
Rage, boiling over, full of hate
Weak, worthless
Spineless and we're coming for you
Run, hide
Your time is coming
Hunt, find
Walking a fine line
Run, hide
My time is coming
Hunt, find
It's just a matter of time
Just like a stone rolling over
Rebellion is rising
Blazing the steeds
Don't fire til you see
The whites of their eyes
Burned at the stake within me
Warning
Payback
Settle the score
Run, hide
Your time is coming
Hunt, find
Walking a fine line
Run, hide
My time is coming
Hunt, find
It's just a matter of time
Run, hide
Your time is coming
Hunt, find
Walking a fine line
Run, hide
My time is coming
Hunt, find
It's just a matter of time
