Back to back,

Face to face.

Get your weapons out

It’s time to exterminate.

It’s been twenty-five years,

We’re still playing your game.

The only difference now is that

I’m fueled by hate.

Watch your back,

Don’t make a mistake.

I’ve got my eyes on you

You can’t buy out fate.

Gun at your side,

Knife at your throat.

Guess you played the wrong card,

Now it’s my move to make.

Did you think I’d forget?

Did I let out a laugh?

Oops I pulled the trigger

You’re mine, bitch, now.

Fifteen year later,

I’ve served my time.

Was it all worth it?

I’d say hell, bitch, yeah.

So here we are now,

Forty years later.

You’re six feet under and

I’m a heartless killer.

What did you call it?

That’s right, it was ‘teaching.’

Ain’t it funny, mother,

How the student beat the teacher?