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