Vengeance is mine, I'm gonna crush you all Run you over with my rubber soul Smelling the gas as I race through pain The smell of burning tires, I'm one
Lights on the stage, hair everywhere Sweat is pouring on your back The pressure is building up The time you've longed for is about to start! Terror is
Five years in prison, I don't ever wanna leave this place Wireless Internet and colour TV, I'm so amazed I robbed a bank and shot a guy who talked to
Baptized in fear Forever damned in a life in a life so unreal brought up in a living hell Not a soul to confine in protecting yourself As the battery
Jim Bean, my best friend, picks me up in his truck In the backseat JD, my brother in law My German penpal Helmut Jagermeister Sends me small bottles
Mutilation! Elevation! Strangulation! Fearless nation! Molestation! Irritation! Everytime I kill there's a bomb in my head! Pure frustration! Irritation
Eat my breakfast, drop the kids off That's how my daily life starts On the highway, 'til it's payday I have a meeting with the boss He has a wicked leg
My daddy bought me a car he'd never think I would go this far Racing down through the city In my Mercedes Cabriolet Like a singing ricochet I head for
Fed up with the lifestyle, fed up with the lies Fed up with the money and the feminist wives I just can't take it anymore Fed up with the bling bling
Welcome to my hellhole, it's time to pay the price Meet the evil master -- he will treat you so nice He'll put you in a cookie jar filled with blood
! [x2] Am I in too deep? I will carve out your eyes to justify my lies I'll be like the beast Make you up to the feast You know by the name of terror
Uppfor backen, ifran stan In pa hemkop, flera ganger om dan Slass med tanter i den langa kassakon Och Johnny Biff som precis har fatt sin lon Utanfor
I'm a cocky little kid with a metal band I'd like to be a star, I got my hair dyed black And I just got a brand new guitar.. [Chorus:] I stole some
dreadlocks, gothchicks in black Potheads and junkies, surfers and drags Drama queens, backpackers and college hunks you're all gonna suffer the terror
to death, leakin' body heat, decimals less My shotie completes the measure of death, I'm hittin' your chest I'm only 1100 double threat, beware of the rest Terror
2000, no mothafuckin' mercy for the new millennium It's Victory or Death, I'm tha Twista in this bitch Mothafuckaz talkin' 'bout styles and shit And who
the chromosomes attack, simulate your fate Ship-shape in the matrix, rewind the date I am the vector inspector mechanism 2000 reflect your spectral
What will 2000 bring? The war of a billion things When darkness seizes the lords And darkness sends his judgment sword They march through the battle
