Stuck Mojo

Its time for me to raise that dead man
You must be going right out of your mind
Surprise me, you picked a hell of a time
You must despise me, the words I cant find
Its just me, hate machine by design
Lessons in respect could be easily achieved
A blow to the head, down 1-2-3
You could get up, stand up, fight for your life
A left and a right, then out go your lights
Its my life, my time and time for you to recognize
That pay backs from way back can
Hurt you like a motherfucker
Inside, outside, prepare for some retribution
My path is set and hells comin with me
Its time for me to raise the dead man
Youre just standing there got
Piss runnin down your leg
You bleed real nice and youre too proud to beg
Now your thoughts are turning toward
Obtaining a weapon
You didnt buy the last one so dont
Hesitate for a second
AR 15 and my Glock 40 cal
Converted Tech 9, now whos your favorite pal
Id rather carve your heart out
With a dull rusty knife
And when its all over, bigger fishes fry tonight
[ Raise The Deadman Lyrics ]