Bradford Death Squadron (feat. Aaron Beam)

Summon the troops Be ready to fight (From) eleven and out, i'm hosting tonight Slaughter them all Every single brute Lest you forget, we're here for the loot Reign supreme Off with their fucking heads Off with their fucking heads Between eleven and 12 We're personified hell In a league of our own Bradford Death Squadron Commence and attack We fight until dawn No stopping us now, unless we respawn Our legion of doom No place for the weak (Level) 20s and up, this squad is on fleek Reign supreme Off with their fucking heads Off with their fucking heads Between eleven and 12 We're personified hell In a league of our own Bradford Death Squadron No world too hard, no boss too strong For Yorkshires own vietcong Renowned masters of the trade From Calderdale to Harrogate The Bronté sisters would agree, we've outgrown the wool city