Underground enemy’s drink hennessy to forget the sins that they have committed hated treated like dirt just because they spend most of their time underground all the hounds running through the tunnels all of the secret underground army hurdling over hounds, silenced weapons all the led falling and hitting the ground like it was falling from the heavens, running, chasing, pacing, gotta run don’t let them catch you, in the dark silent killers in the trees of please don’t make me shoot you, just let me and my crew run through the forest just the way i’m running through this chorus

3,500 members all killers and one leader one big hitter, they're like little critters running through the dark the way a critter would crawl through the dark it may stank up in here but who cares

The smell of dead bodies everywhere. Off these streets the heat recruits experienced troops, and hope they live long by the end of this song you will understand why these people put their lives on the line for me and you be strong don’t worry the soldiers couldn’t see because they had blurry vision, all these administrative division I just can’t make my own decision, this may not be a well known war, the core of this problem is all the men fighting, these soldiers hiding, killing these soldiers running the fields like snakes hissing, hissing is the sound of yelling across the field, don’t yield these hills this is where the blood was spilled, these soldiers wishes to live unfulfilled now all they have left is unwill. But I will fulfill their destinies, on the other hand I can, they don’t fan it they take it no faking it here they have no fear tears on the side of faces no pacing cases falling on the ground carrying ponds of ammo wearing camo this ain’t no cameo they smoking indian tobacco while shooting bad guys trying to revolutionize the country going cross - country it don’t depress me that people died for my freedom, now all you see is faces of men who are now in the museum, pow sounds of guns going from town to town but all that they see is the crown of Queen Elizabeth

Enemies throwing smoke to blind the Underground Enemy although there are only burial grounds to show that they did their best put the flag on top of the crest taking bullets to the chest raining down on them like pellets but this is only unsportsmanlike they don’t ride in on trikes because they are not childlike all america didn’t have was equal protection of laws, pause, just wait a minute you are full of it pull it just pull the trigger put the middle up to the enemy, POW… we are now in the end all you gotta do is defend yourself you should be good at this put up your fists don’t kiss it until it’s all better as you can see I am very clever don’t pull that lever or you end this forever whenever this time is you will see as the father of time because i’m so wise don’t whine I am not the type of kind but these soldiers have an unconscious mind when it comes to this time because it’s all as old as santa clause of course we don’t know how old he is