Tickets To Your Downfall

I'm your wound that never heals

I'm the side effects you feel

Bitch, I'll split you like a pill

So come a little closer

I've got somethin' to tell ya

Come here

You've messed with the wrong motherfucker

Put you in a used body bag

If you test me alone, may your sins be forgiven

Dos equis on your eyes, so I know you ain't livin'

In the blink of an eye, it's the ground you'll be kissin'

Better bring a couple bodyguards to do your biddin'

Send all your men and you would still be out numbered

Quick fade to the head and it's a permanent slumber

Maybe better off calling from a unknown number

And talking all your fucking shit while you're hiding under the covers

Shh

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Who the fuck do you think you are?