"The Crew"

by Mike Defendant 

Dig you're own grave kid, hurry up! faster! You crossed the wrong line now you're in for a disaster. It won't come easy, it won't come quick. You'll pass slowly, you'll die sick. You though you could get away, from the price you're doomed to pay. You weren't loyal to our crew. Now its time we dispose of you!

You said the word, now it's causing a flood, you spilled the beans now we're spilling your blood! Give me your wallet and your cell phone. You don't get one call, you're dying all alone. You made the wrong choice at the end of the day. So I'm not sorry that it's going this way. You deserve all of this for everything you've done. We're stripping you of life and love and greed and having fun.