Muchos Touche

You wanna play the man, kid?
Aren’t you afraid to play with the fire?
So let’s play this game
Gimme your best shot or you will get shot

We’ve been like bros you and I
Oh, I know, I’ve been too nice
All this time you lied like you breathe
Fuck
You lie like you breathe

There is a place for you in one of these body bags
You better watch your back
I’ll slit your throat with the dagger that you left in my back
You bastard
I curse your life
I curse your life

I’ll put you inside the trunk of an old cadillac
You’ll be found dead in a bag
Next to a foxhole
You’ll be the star of the newspapers main lines
I swear to change your life in a fucking hell