For Our Kind

Dark Symphony of Retribution: T Corpse's Musical Mayhem
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Lyrics

I got the music for the club to get them wobbling

I have the music that makes people dance in the club.

Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin

I carry a backpack filled with ammunition; I am like a goblin, dangerous.

No time for squabbling

No time for petty arguments or fights.

With the muzzle of the gun your life is done

Your life ends when the gun is aimed at you.

Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them

If your group is attacked, I will take advantage of the chaos and steal from them.

Snipers on the church roof ain't a match for my 50 cal

I can outmatch snipers on the church roof with my powerful 50 caliber gun.

I'm bullet proof I quickly take them out

I am bulletproof and can eliminate threats swiftly.

You better pay attention

Pay attention; there's a serious message here.

Did I mention

As a reminder, did I mention...

I took out each and every one of your henchmen

I have defeated all your associates.

There's a lesson to learn in life

Life teaches a lesson that when your time comes, you face consequences.

That when your time's up you get to burn and die

When your time is up, you experience the harsh reality of burning and dying.

It's your turn to burn and die

Emphasizing the inevitability of facing consequences.

I rip your soul out of your flesh

I metaphorically extract your soul from your body.

Throw you in the spider webs

I place you in a dangerous situation, akin to spider webs.

I suggest igniting the lighter fluid on you with fighter jets

Suggesting a brutal method, like setting you on fire with fighter jets.

I got the music for the club to get them wobbling

Reiteration of providing music for the club.

Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin

Still carrying a backpack with ammunition, emphasizing a menacing presence.

No time for squabbling

Reinforcing the lack of time for unnecessary conflicts.

With the muzzle of the gun your life is done

Repeating the idea that your life ends when faced with a gun.

Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them

If your group is attacked, I will exploit the situation for personal gain.

I get the merk with the Mossberg

Using a Mossberg shotgun to eliminate threats when they appear.

When they lurk in the cross-hairs

Dealing with adversaries in the crosshairs, showcasing expertise.

That's where i do the boss work

Performing the essential and impactful tasks in a commanding manner.

Toss and turn in your sleep you may never wake

Suggesting a state of perpetual danger, where sleep might lead to never waking up.

I make all your bones break

Claiming the ability to cause significant harm, including breaking bones.

I see you scream in your dreams like you're drowning

Describing vivid nightmares where drowning is a recurring theme.

Then awake to the fate of the M2 Browning

Waking up to the harsh reality represented by the fate of the M2 Browning machine gun.

Bullets pounding your heart out of your chest

Projecting a scenario where bullets physically impact and damage the heart.

Making a mess out of your surroundings

Causing chaos and destruction in the immediate surroundings.

It's a profound thing

Reflecting on the profound nature of the described experiences.

I need a new crown

Expressing a need for a new status or position of authority.

T Corpse mother fucking sound king

Asserting dominance as the sound king associated with T Corpse.

I got the music for the club to get them wobbling

Reiteration of providing music for the club, maintaining a consistent theme.

Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin

Continuing the menacing image with a backpack full of shells.

No time for squabbling

Emphasizing the urgency and lack of tolerance for unnecessary conflicts.

With the muzzle of the gun your life is done

Reiterating the finality of life when confronted with a gun.

Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them

If your group faces harm, I will exploit the situation for personal gain.

I got the music for the club to get them wobbling

Music continues to be a central theme for the club atmosphere.

Backpack full of shells bitch I'm the goblin

Reinforcing the dangerous persona with a backpack full of shells.

No time for squabbling

Reiterating the lack of time for unnecessary conflicts or disputes.

With the muzzle of the gun your life is done

Stressing the finality of life when confronted with a gun.

Your crew gets shot then I'm robbing them

If your group is harmed, I will take advantage of the situation for personal gain.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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