I'm not afraid to do the Lord's work.
You say Vengeance was here before,
but i say i was there first.
I'll do my business in the name of the Lord
because its no secret.
If you're not ready to die
best prepare for it and await its coming.
My testimony testifies
longing for your sincere replies

You can always call the police,
call the coroner,
call the sheriff,
call the entire fearless hood.
I put my fears in my holster,
smoke the cold breeze
win the ladies with two knees
and stand tall like the street lights.

I know the pleasure
in a man's strength.
Heaven comes down
like a cold rain.
There would be no shelter for the weak-hearted.
No place you can go.

Put all your hands and fists in wild cheer,
someone put a tall ring amongst us,
caging us both.
I'm a vigilante,
you're a wanted man
and everybody knows

Traces of The Whip
at my back.
Its deep, dark and long
because i have a history
The sun shone
My head struck
My mind fuzzy,
The searing heat.
Alas!
Reminiscencing can be such a wierd mental journey.