No Mames

Breeding acts of confusion, in hearts of man
Acts of terror, wiping out your entire clan
You won't believe the violent acts that I have planned
Beat you, cut you, bleed like a filthy fucking pig

They run up on us like cowards, thieves in the night who bite our style
Bitch it's MDF
That's hands of iron served with a smile
Caught up in a scheme, yeah you run out of strategies
We got ya strapped up in chairs, hooked to our car batteries

No way out
No mames