Lights Out Lyrics

Come on my brothers

Hand in hand

We could tell each other

Or we could tell the man

In your hand make a fist

Raise your fist to the sky

Be ready to kill

Or be ready to die

Come on everyone

Get to the front lines

They're begging for a battle

You can't kill while online

We're ready, it's started

This ship has departed

You know we know our foe

And we'll go for their carotid

A taser, a pistol

You're shocked, we're loaded

A missile, take aim

Just like that, exploded

We know flags that are green

We know flags that are red

We know we would like

To see you in a hospital bed

Get ready, get mad

Set this city aflame

A bullet to the head

Would have been far too humane

The word on the street

Is that you gain through pain

So I hope you gain a lot, motherfucker

Have a nice grave

Get ready, get mad

Set this city aflame

A bullet to the head

Would have been far too humane

The word on the street

Is that you gain through pain

So I hope you gain a lot, motherfucker

Have a nice grave

The war we haven't won

We'll keep it burning, son

Can't stop the fire now

Lights out

Get ready, get mad

Set this city aflame

A bullet to the head

Would have been far too humane

The word on the street

Is that you gain through pain

So I hope you gain a lot, motherfucker

Have a nice grave

Get ready, get mad

Set this city aflame

A bullet to the head

Would have been far too humane

The word on the street

Is that you gain through pain

So I hope you gain a lot, motherfucker

Have a nice grave

The war we haven't won

We'll keep it burning, son

Can't stop the fire now

Lights out

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Come on my brothers

Hand in hand

We could tell each other

Or we could tell the man

In your hand make a fist

Raise your fist to the sky

Be ready to kill

Or be ready to die

Come on my brothers

Hand in hand

We could tell each other

Or we could tell the man

In your hand make a fist

Raise your fist to the sky

Be ready to kill

Or be ready to die

The war we haven't won

We'll keep it burning, son

Can't stop the fire now

Lights out

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Get ready to funk

Get ready to funk

Get ready to break shit

Come on my brothers

Hand in hand

We could tell each other

Or we could tell the man

In your hand make a fist

Raise your fist to the sky

Be ready to kill

Or be ready to die

Come on my brothers

Hand in hand

We could tell each other

Or we could tell the man

In your hand make a fist

Raise your fist to the sky

Be ready to kill

Or be ready to die

Ugh

Motherfucker

I hope this fire fucking burns you alive

Lights