It's just me and Kill, searching for a kill, aye for real Ain't no navy seal but I get the feel for the thrill of it I'ma peel your motherfucking skin back Yeah, P Gang Send us in to kill It's just me and Kill, searching for a kill, aye for real Ain't no navy seal but I get the feel for the thrill of it I'ma peel your motherfucking skin back Wear it as my new mask Let the pains in ya Revenge in this bitch, ain't no end in this shit Keep your bitch well equipped with syringes, insist We the ghosts of the dead, we got hordes of the best We got hordes of the dead, warlords in the flesh But as I've grown more, humans aren't really my... I don't really look to that for inspiration that much anymore They wanna see us dead It's just me and Xen, playing no pretend 'Til the end, what the fuck is it? We gon' take your head 'Cause we killing shit When you see me, motherfucker, get back Body count, best believe you'll motherfucking get that Fire past the rest of y'all, I know that you can see it Fuck the underground's greatests, this Militia undefeated Please don't act like anything you say or do is really needed Warlords got them burners, we gon' burn you fucking leeches