[Verse 1] This is the year of the hunter, hear the gunners in trees Just something about a battle that'll numb your knees We under cover of the moon with the tongues of thieves While you a number being fed to the war machine I got a bullet in my head, what I read was venom So as of now, I ain't stopping til the president beheaded Nope, it ain't Seven, it's better, this Armageddon The reason they call us rebels ain't the way we dress [Chorus] They're trying to k** me, cuz they be making money off of coffins The industry of freedom and that fee will cost you They're trying to k** me, and if they ever succeed It means I'm only gonna sell a million more copies
[Verse 2] Focus, living in a mode of attack Ulterior motives to leave a bar code on your back We gon' crash through the crowd, the color, the cobweb Motherf**ers in your government are getting dropped dead For the red, white, and blue, I don't fight for you You ain't about the people, we nothing to you But it's us you live through so I'll kiss your pistols And rip into your history like knives in tissue [Chorus] They're trying to k** me, cuz they be making money off of coffins The industry of freedom and that fee will cost you They're trying to k** me, and if they ever succeed It means I'm only gonna sell a million more copies