40 Below Summer

So come on turn me loose
And keep it tight - tight like that noose
Whats wrong with this picture
Shit flies when I pull the trigger
Too bad repercussion
Shit stomp to a face that Im crushin
Back off and let it be
Or Ill take you below 40 degrees
(Die) yes, youre gonna (Die) yes, youre gonna (Die)
Ill make you hear this
(Die) yes, youre gonna (Die) yes, youre gonna (Die)
Ill make you feel this
(Die) yes, youre gonna (Die)
Stuff this down your throat
Tight rope - lets see if this shit floats
I rip you up - like a chainsaw
Rearrange - to forget what you came for
Dont talk - just listen
Dont change - your position
Fuck you - if you dont like this
You dont like this, bitch - you can bite this
(Die) yes, youre gonna (Die) yes, youre gonna (Die)
Ill make you hear this
(Die) yes, youre gonna (Die) yes, youre gonna (Die)
Ill make you feel this
(Die) yes, youre gonna (Die)
I can not contain this
I can not explain this
I am so deranged - its on
(but do you really wanna dance (do you want to)
Dont walk away just as Im about to
Fuck er
[ Minus One Lyrics ]