Raise The Deadman

Raise The Deadman Lyrics

It's time for me to raise that dead man


You must be going right out of your mind



Surprise me, you picked a hell of a time
You must despise me, the words I can't find
It's just me, hate machine by design


Lessons in respect could be easily achieved
A blow to the head, down 1-2-3


You could get up, stand up, fight for your life
A left and a right, then out go your lights




It's my life, my time and time for you to recognize

That pay backs from way back can

Hurt you like a motherf**ker
Inside, outside, prepare for some retribution



My path is set and hell's comin' with me

It's time for me to raise the dead man

You're just standing there got


p**s runnin' down your leg


You bleed real nice and you're too proud to beg

Now your thoughts are turning toward

Obtaining a weapon

You didn't buy the last one so don't


Hesitate for a second



AR 15 and my Glock 40 cal
Converted Tech 9, now who's your favorite pal
I'd rather carve your heart out


With a dull rusty knife

And when it's all over, bigger fishes fry tonight