Sergeant Smythe

Sergeant Smythe - First Prize Death lyrics

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Show your guns and Ill show mine.I dont care Ill burn you house to the ground.Take it easy, Your skin-tight jeans will have you restrictedIll tear you down.Grab a light and start a fire in your Mummas pantiesYou best believeThat when I got a zippo lighter Ill do some damage.Failure for me, failure for you.Youve got the steel with nothing to prove.Failure for me, failure for you.Youve got this deal with nothing to lose.Whats the deal with that haircutGo back and give them back what you stoleAt gunpoint, Its a shame that you cant deliver on the whole.Its time, I think I better go call the airstrike I had prepared.Take a deep breathCoz when they show youll have next to nothing.Show your guns and Ill show mine.I dont care Ill burn you house to the ground.Take it easy, Your skin-tight jeans will have you restrictedIll tear you down.Youve got the weapon but nothings loaded into the holePull that triggerYoull have nothing but shame and trash talk.Nothing to lose.

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