Chopping lines in international sand
Feeding blood junky habits of the elephant man
Quenching his thirst with black water rising
Executive outcomes on a burning horizon

Yeah, motherf**ker let`s take a ride
We`re rolling route Irish, someone`s got to die
Trick or treat, it`s IED`s so roll the dice for me, please
`Cause it`s near 8 miles of pure luck with more bang for Sam`s buck

Guaran-f**king-teed, someone will bleed
Guaran-f**king-teed, someone will bleed

Privatize to conceal all the lies
Big business is boomin` like it`s the 4th of July
No need for all the formalities
Jump the kangaroo courts and plant the lynching trees

Yeah, motherf**ker let`s take a ride
Running red lights into a green zone, someone`s got to die
Hidden Aegis, nothing here to see, so load the dice for me, please
And let`s snort the bottom line crude cashed into refined

Guaran-f**king-teed, just sign the deed
Guaran-f**king-teed, someone will bleed

Someone has got to die

Ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate`s right
Black liquid assets f**k the Mujaheddin
Paint their picket fences red with the American dream

Lay the hammer, hammer down, get the job done right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight
Covert reactions and you never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American dream, yeah

They all die
Oh, f**king murder

Guaran-f**king-teed, someone will bleed
Guaran-f**king-teed

Oh, lay the hammer, hammer down, get the job done right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight
Covert reactions and you never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American dream