Choose Your Side (feat. Bun B)

It's just one man, one mission, and one mind

With one button, one push, only one time

With one chance, one target, and one shot

With one second to pray, that's all that Bun got

I'm slightly off-kilter, somewhat tuned out

And loony-toony, I'm looped up and looned out

So not being of a sound state of mind

I'm an example of western civilization's decline

I'm a loner, a rebel, samurai solo

Balls to the wall and bolo out for dolo

Bad case of tunnel vision, one-track minded

Blurred by the bullshit and criminally blinded

Feeling like a refugee fighting for his dinner

My life is on the line and the line's getting thinner

I know Hell is waiting for me and there's nowhere to run

So I just flick the switch and it's done

When it's a suicide, you can choose your side

When it's a homicide, you can choose your side

When it's a genocide, you can choose your side

You can choose your side when it's a suicide

When it's a suicide, you can choose your side

When it's a homicide, you can choose your side

When it's a genocide, you can choose your side

You can choose your side if you choose to ride

Yo, Peter Piper picked peppers, Run rocked rhymes

Jesus healed lepers, Judas dropped dimes

Moses split the Red Sea, Mohammed took back Mecca

And Michael battles Lucifer for who collects you

And Hitler killed Jews while Schindler freed ‘em

And Foreman was the champ until Ali beat him

Mobutu was a killer and this well-known

These Bushes keep acting like they're Corleone

I'm the curse of Barabbas, I'm original sin

I'm Reverend Mao Zedong, Monk Ho Chi Minh

I'm in that Brian Jonestown Massacre zone

A little bit of Leonard Cohen to set the perfect tone

Call me Pope John Paul Wall, got a grill for all y'all

Jeff Dahmer wilding in the hall with the sawsall

Fine young cannibal, Hannibal Lecter

Killing bitches like Robert Blake and Phil Spector

When it's a suicide, you can choose your side

When it's a homicide, you can choose your side

When it's a genocide, you can choose your side

You can choose your side when it's a suicide

When it's a suicide, you can choose your side

When it's a homicide, you can choose your side

When it's a genocide, you can choose your side

You can choose your side if you choose to ride

Fuck peace, war is the outcome found to really be right

I teach you how to make a shotgun out of PVC pipe

And make a molotov cocktail out of equally trite

Seemingly nice common household products

My teenage life as a boy soldier

Was inscribed in the blood of my parents

Now I kill for approval from my commanders

Barely remember my baby sister

Brainwashed to forget by this shady system

They were murdered in front of my face and I barely miss them

I've lost my soul, I'm numb from war, movies, and drugs

I'm a machine and they use me as such

Slaughtering way too many people to count now

Sniffing the brown-brown, mountains of cocaine and gun powder

This AK-47 is God, these shells are individual angels of death

Guided by the most high

Programmed to purify anyone who approach mines

Suicide, homicide, genocide, we all die

When it's a suicide, you can choose your side

When it's a homicide, you can choose your side

When it's a genocide, you can choose your side

You can choose your side when it's a suicide

When it's a suicide, you can choose your side

When it's a homicide, you can choose your side

When it's a genocide, you can choose your side

You can choose your side if you choose to ride