Lyric Minus One

So come on turn me loose
And keep it tight - tight like that noose
What s wrong with this picture
Shit flies when I pull the trigger
Too bad repercussion
Shit stomp to a face that I m crushin
Back off and let it be
Or I ll take you below 40 degrees

(Die) yes, you re gonna (Die) yes, you re gonna (Die)
I ll make you hear this
(Die) yes, you re gonna (Die) yes, you re gonna (Die)
I ll make you feel this
(Die) yes, you re gonna (Die)

Stuff this down your throat
Tight rope - let s see if this shit floats
I rip you up - like a chainsaw
Rearrange - to forget what you came for
Don t talk - just listen
Don t change - your position
Fuck you - if you don t like this
You don t like this, bitch - you can bite this

(Die) yes, you re gonna (Die) yes, you re gonna (Die)
I ll make you hear this
(Die) yes, you re gonna (Die) yes, you re gonna (Die)
I ll make you feel this
(Die) yes, you re gonna (Die)

I can not contain this
I can not explain this
I am so deranged - it s on
(but do you really wanna dance (do you want to)
Don t walk away just as I m about to
Fuck er