Tekster:
Hunter Revenge

turning back, All your airs and graces should vacate their places for the qualities you lack. Though empty vessels made most sound--not one wise word was said, Vainglory hunters

I'm hunting shadows in the dark In steaming jungles of the world Either to kill or to be killed By creatures never named or heard I'm lifting wishes

of me In time my wounds will heal I?ll hunt you down and make you bleed Try to get away crawling, my bat in hand I start to swing Revenge is something

revenge. We want it. We want it now. Tortures and holy wars, hatred all around. We know that you're responsible, we're going to hunt you down. We want revenge

job Your time is up Boiling inside, my anger's let loose Strength comes back to me, it must mean death to you With a mind set for revenge and a hand

Call me Ahab, what? Monomaniac Obsessed with success unlike Steve Wozniak On the hunt for this mammal that once took my leg With my warn down crew and

Before she lays her soul to rest Channelling the darkness of many nights All this was once her dream See and feel The blackened blade of revenge Cold

[Daz intro] Throughout the city the gunfire lit up the street We ride for revenge honor and respect Death to all y'all homeboys, Catching niggas slipping

I'm going on a fox hunt, I'm chasing a devil A man who survives by cheating and lying He said he'd give me the world if I sold him my soul But I never