Crucifixion it ain’t fiction, nowadays we just use ammunition
Feel the bullets flying past, see the smoke from my muzzle blast
In the bushes to the right, targets spotted Firefight
We’re locked and loaded 50cal
Small arms fire what a joke, I pull my trigger and you explode
You make me angry, I’ll make you dead. Send you home full of lead
Nice skull I’m gonna crack it, taste my full metal jacket
We’re locked and loaded motherfucking 50cal
This is for all you metal bands out there singing about broken hearts
We’re coming for you, motherfuckers. Guns fucking drawn
And it’s fucking ON 50cal