You can't trust the po-po's, can't trust the government, the killing of our heroes
Tisket, a casket, dead bodies in a casket
Try take my phone to get zipped up in a plastic
AR-15, I'm a semi-automatic
Cost so much, Cornish, the police, they can't stand it
The DA, he made a call to forensic
Forensic tell the DA go bring about twelve blankets
Your bronies to my house, all of them, get them asking
Sight them coming, pick up the eagle and we crank it
Red lion, we don't pet, no powder it