they have is me No hiding places for the ones we seek Cast the stones, read the bones And what is it that they say Murder, murder in thy name My orders
shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a motherfucker would trip this year [Verse One] Dressed in all black and my gun the same color Murder my enemy love thy
guns together and fuck so many bitches But I know that Hell is callin In the name of the lord just let a nigga in Cuz I ain't done nuthin wrong, but love thy
