Never liked jobs, never liked school
Duck n dodge the law, prey on the fools
Lurk in the shadows w/ no plans to retreat
You'll thank me later when your want becomes a need and you're on your knees
I seem like your friend but it's all a facade
When the sun sets I'm in the street playing god
I wanted to work but I never wanted this
Behead my family to show they mean business
A harvester or a mule, either way, I'm their tool
A slave to the game & the man with the gun writes the rules
While you push poison on your side of the fence
Do you stop and think bout the blood on your hands?
WINTER GAMES!
CUT THROAT! SOULLESS!
Do you think about the dead and the blood on your hands?
PUSH WEIGHT! STACK MORE ENDS!
I ain't worried about no one. I'm just trying to stay fed!
CHOSE MY WAY
I'D RATHER BE
THE REASON WE
NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!
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Never liked jobs, never liked school
Duck n dodge the law, prey on the fools
Lurk in the shadows w/ no plans to retreat
You'll thank me later when your want becomes a need and you're on your knees
I seem like your friend but it's all a facade
When the sun sets I'm in the street playing god
I wanted to work but I never wanted this
Behead my family to show they mean business
A harvester or a mule, either way, I'm their tool
A slave to the game & the man with the gun writes the rules
While you push poison on your side of the fence
Do you stop and think bout the blood on your hands?
WINTER GAMES!
CUT THROAT! SOULLESS!
Do you think about the dead and the blood on your hands?
PUSH WEIGHT! STACK MORE ENDS!
I ain't worried about no one. I'm just trying to stay fed!
CHOSE MY WAY
I'D RATHER BE
THE REASON WE
NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!
Duck n dodge the law, prey on the fools
Lurk in the shadows w/ no plans to retreat
You'll thank me later when your want becomes a need and you're on your knees
I seem like your friend but it's all a facade
When the sun sets I'm in the street playing god
I wanted to work but I never wanted this
Behead my family to show they mean business
A harvester or a mule, either way, I'm their tool
A slave to the game & the man with the gun writes the rules
While you push poison on your side of the fence
Do you stop and think bout the blood on your hands?
WINTER GAMES!
CUT THROAT! SOULLESS!
Do you think about the dead and the blood on your hands?
PUSH WEIGHT! STACK MORE ENDS!
I ain't worried about no one. I'm just trying to stay fed!
CHOSE MY WAY
I'D RATHER BE
THE REASON WE
NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!