One Bullet Left - Six Feet Under

I’ll kill all the haters

They’ll never stop their deaths

We’ll bread and burn and murder

Each of you to the last

Return to make it final

One bullet to your head

I know it just won’t happen

A world that’s free from pain

So I’ll just use my freedom

To fucking kill and maim them

Reduce their heads with lead

Not ever gonna stop us

Not 'til the last one drops off

Not 'til they die and rot up

Not ever gonna stop

Not 'til the last one drops

(Chris Barnes)

One bullet left, one bullet left, one

One bullet left, one life to die, one

One bullet left, one bullet left, one

(Ice-T)

For some reason you motherfuckers think this is some kind of motherfuckin' game

You ain’t gonna realize until I got some fucking steel

Pointed at your faggot-ass face

And blow your motherfuckin' dome off your goddamn shoulders

You motherfuckin' critic-ass bitch motherfuckers

Catch you comin' out your motherfuckin' house (Bleed!)

I put the gat to your face and head and blast

Blow your fuckin face off

Rock you with the sawed-off

Blow guts all over your bitch

Leave your stankin in a six foot ditch

Run up in your house with a tek out

Duct tape your spouse with a gun in her mouth

Smack your dids up you think I give a fuck

I’ll call the fuckin pigs on myself

Barricade the black with the ATF

I don’t give a fuck bitch I pray for death

Grab your little girl by the neck

Bust her in the chest

And throw her on the lawn

Call CNN it’s on, get this on TV

The last one’s for me

Aim with the pipe down dead in my head

And squeeze

Leave the whole wall red

(Ice-T)

One bullet left, one bullet left, one

One bullet left, one life to die for

One bullet left, one bullet left, one

One bullet left, one life to die for

(Chris Barnes)

Always got one bullet left

One of fifty to their fucking chests