Hook:
Topple down the system
Warning this is not a drill (3x)
Everyone one is going down
We gonna kill kill kill
Topple down the system, warning, this is not a drill
F*K are bringin out the heavy guns, spreadin fear
Shooting everything in sight, blood is gonna spill
Everyone is going down, we're gonna kill kill kill
Verse 1 (FOSSILS):
I’m the motherfuckin’ reaper
With the keeper of the flame
We be putting in ya,
Thousand rounds, sprayin’ all over your fucking troopers
You be shoutin’ “spare us”
But everyone is goin’ down, finer than angel dust
High on adrenaline
We want to kill em all, and we don’t know where to begin
Starting from the bottom or the top,
Doesn’t matter, we won’t stop
Ricochet the fucking glock
Flesh and blood over the block
Raining blood once we sit on the throne
Real or not, we be slitting your throats
Upon your bones we are building our kingdom
Fuck green notes, you’ll be burning within ‘em
F & K on top of carcasses
of dead sheeps, dead wolves, and presidents
Destroying other bandits, bring out the caskets
Burn down the Earth and everyone within it
Hook:
Topple down the system
Warning this is not a drill (3x)
Everyone one is going down
We gonna kill kill kill
Topple down the system, warning, this is not a drill
F*K are bringin out the heavy guns, spreadin fear
Shooting everything in sight, blood is gonna spill
Everyone is going down, we're gonna kill kill kill
Verse 2 (Kensa):
Load all our guns, sugar, we're goin sweet to sour
Disfigure every person in our vision, it's the witching hour
Rebellious fallen angels
Lost our halos and our wings
Like the Pharoah and the Sphinx
Steppin and spittin and breaking hearts on top of all of your graves
The romance that we cherish is to leave all our dead victims desecrated
Satanic practices infused with fallen angel dust
All to bring the devil out with concentrated lust
Maleficent, wicked, pure evil
Smokin sherm, sippin gin and tonic, misanthropic cult leaders
We raised Cupid to a black-winged seraphim
Holdin hands and submachine guns
Ba-ba-ba-bam, kill!
Our motive isn't for the bread or vendetta, but for pleasure
Our fetish is the screams of a dying a capella
Demented Jolly Jane and Jack the Ripper
F & K, demon-driven gunslingers
We gon kill ya
Blood, flesh, we gon kill ya
F & K rippin out your veins
I said we gon kill ya
Hook:
Topple down the system
Warning this is not a drill (3x)
Everyone one is going down
We gonna kill kill kill
Topple down the system, warning, this is not a drill
F*K are bringin out the heavy guns, spreadin fear
Shooting everything in sight, blood is gonna spill
Everyone is going down, we're gonna kill kill kill
