Damn all your prophets, your convictions Saying this makes me become the target Guns are right on our face, so we won't talk But that's for your mission, the proud holy gangstas
You wanna be god You wanna see blood You're gonna be judge of all our actions You wanna be god You wanna see blood That will be the cost of our redemption
Words i could say about your ambitions Would be like tickets for death penalty Guns are right on our face, so we won't talk But that's for your mission, the proud holy army
