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Vigilante, I find comfort in gunfire Known for making bullets wane like an empire Frank Castle, The Punisher, I'm gunning for your head I'll pump you full of lead I'll leave you fuckers dead Automatic weps, post-traumatic stress Family had a tragic death Domino effect made me a homicidal threat I mean I promise Ex-marine, I'm being honest I don't beat 'em unconscious I'm on my hunches using rocket launchers To say I'm a killer is being modest I demolish 'em all and to maul the mall is my calling I'm hauling bodies off in coffins, often I slop on your noggin' Then I'm off and runnin', I mean off and gunnin' I'm cunnin', I'm praying for a run-in with Nicky Cavella The most insidious fella, the city's gritty I communicate with chip and leave room for extra clips To get goons an extra ditch 'Cause I'm comin' He's known for using lethal force He a problem, you know you got a problem He a problem, you know you got a problem SongtexteHe a problem, you know you got a problem Black army, yeah, White Skull Y'all don't even know the types of guns that I be storin' In a basement with a swingin' lightbulb Military trained, I got a killer steady aim You actin' crazy, but to me it's quite dull Don't forget this is fiction, not real, but a depiction, look I turn myself into jail to murder you in your cell Up is down, black is white That's another tale Listen, my mission has been demolition with ammunition I got a vision of vengeance I got a penchant for random lies No repentance I step aside of the entrance I memorize all the exits And rip the tandems from tenants Of your tenement I store the sleeves with a sinister sentiment Sick [?] Gun shower power Put an end to petty crime I put a slug in many spines I got an arsenal of guns My .45 got a punch, blood imprints from your lungs What a mess you've become I speak with the heater The bastard solitary, calm [?] I'm The Punisher He a problem, you know you got a problem He a problem, you know you got a problem He a problem, you know you got a problem Aus Songtexte Mania