you follow me on the fuckin street   you make me feel like a piece of meat   you think i don't know what war means   now i'm the terrorist see how it feels      i'm going to kill you   i'll cut you up, gouge out your eyes   i'm going to kill you   i'm not your prey i'll make you die      on my mouth there is a gag   everything i say is wrong   you laugh at me and knock me down   well now your turn is coming around      i'm going to kill you    i'll cut you up, gouge out your eyes   i'm going to kill you   i'm not your prey i'll make you die      i'm not kidding   i've had it just about to here   i'm not kidding   i threaten everything you hold dear